appreciate what you’re all tryin’ to do, but there ain’t anythin’ to talk about,” I tell them, begrudgingly getting out of my fort, tired of them looming over me. “Things are okay.” “No, they ain’t. You almost cried when you accidentally squished a ladybug yesterday,” Silas points out. “And when Blaine accidentally called a bimbo a dildo, you didn’t crack one joke. You didn’t even smile.”
