I know we said this thing would last until Christmas…” I start. “Right.” Ollie fidgets with his glasses. “Well, what about we made it a real thing until Christmas?” I worry my bottom lip between my teeth as I watch a flash of emotions cross his face. “Isn’t it supposed to be real?” “No, I mean, yes. I know it’s fake, but what if we just played pretend for now? Like it not be fake, but real real.” “I feel like that was a confusing statement.” “Fuck. I am not explaining this well.”
