“She slapped my stomach this morning and asked me if everyone was pregnant.” Beck frowned again, remembering he was mad at her. “I haven’t gained any weight. She’s just manipulating me to stop me from eating the last cupcake. It’s like living with a terrorist.” “It’s honestly like watching an origin story from a comic book with her. I just can’t tell which way she’s going to go.” Jack shuddered, his brain supplying the answer that we all agreed on in unison. “Villain.”
Hhahahahaha!!!
