#Chapter183
He had a rough day today. He had woken up to more abusive messages, and though he was pretending that he didn't care, he had gotten quite upset earlier on when he had slipped without realizing. Work hadn't been fun for him, either. He was cranky and not in the mood and had ended up sulking in the backroom for most of it, watching Big Mouth on his phone.
/"If Ozzy gets a cutie mark,/" he said when he finally stopped giggling. /"I have one, too?/"
/"Of course you can, silly bean. What do you think your mark would be?/" I knew that Isaac had very little clue when it came to the shows that Oz had been telling him about and all his current information was all second hand.
/"A twophy cuz I winner./"
/"Or some googly eyes because you're Daddy's little Eyes?/"
