Hugo lay sprawled on his bed, his face stretched into the kind of wide, toothy grin that would've made even the Joker nervous.
It wasn't just any smile. Oh no. This was a grin of pure, unfiltered satisfaction—the kind of smile you'd only expect to see on someone who'd just won the lottery, defeated a lifelong rival, or successfully eaten an entire family-sized pizza by themselves.
Hugo's grin was so unnervingly wide it almost hurt his cheeks.
His mind raced with ridiculous situations that could explain such an expression. Maybe he'd just stumbled upon an ancient treasure map under his bed.
Or perhaps he'd single-handedly tamed a wild lion and brought it home as a pet. Or maybe—just maybe—he'd unlocked some divine power that granted him the ability to summon unlimited fried chicken.
But no, none of those things compared to what had actually happened.
