"I didn't mean it like that sir." You giant fucking asshole. I was trying to be nice, but you're too stuck up your own ass to take niceness for what it is. Fucking niceness.
"Whar… wahttt... What did..." Park Daisuke's face squeezes, and his eyes crinkle and tear up. Seriously, was he that offended with me being nice that he could cry? Was what I did that bad?
Fine, I'll never... Suddenly Park Daisuke pulls away from us, pushing Eiichi and me to the ground as he scurried to a potted plant. And…
Fucking Barfs.
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Eiichi and I stared at the sight of Park Daisuke, gross-ified. "I'm going to barf if I keep watching this." Eiichi squirmed. He's going to barf? I'm going to barf. Ugh! What should we do? He wasn't even aiming for the plant pot anymore. Eiichi turned to look at me "Chacha, I'm going to ask for the biggest favo-" but before he landed, I caught him off immediately.
"No!" I screamed.
"Please." Eiichi clasped his hands together and pleaded.
