“Super mean.” “I’m braced. Let me have it.” I swallow and turn my chin so I’m looking at his eyes—so close I could use a ruler and measure that black rim around his blue-gray irises with precision. “You’re acting…like a…stingy…butt munch!” He gasps. “Butt munch? You’ve cut right through my heart. I don’t even know what that is but I’m devastated.” I’m laughing so hard now that I can barely stay upright.
