“It was unlocked all night, and I was afraid a bandit would come steal me and trade me for treasure.” Smiling through the mental assault of imagining her little sister desperately shoving at the door, Evie brushed a tear off Lyssa’s face. “Oh, you silly goose. A bandit would never sell you for treasure.” Evie paused dramatically. “They’d almost certainly trade you for something more fun, like a giant bee.” As desired, the sadness disappeared from her sister’s face and her eyebrows shot up, one side of her mouth quirking. “Can someone own a bee?” “No, but I think you can rent them.” Evie began
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Seriously am I the only one that was making this face to this: 🫥? It’s… not funny? I’m trying so hard to be nice but I just didn’t laugh?
