"Mike..."
"Cub...???? o.O"
"We need to talk"
Holy SHIT
"Let's sit down"
Oh my GOD... O.o... But he did not call me Michael... o.O
So we sat down and he grabbed my hand
"Mike... you know..."
"I know... what????" GLUPS OwO
"I got made a foot spa"
"No way????!!!!"
"Yup"
"Really????"
"My feet feel so smooth, and the massage... it was sensational..."
"Oh, I see. You got it made with little fishes? You know, like in that chapter of Victorious, you know what I mean????"
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"No, but I needed it. My nails were so big I thought I was a velociraptor"
"Well why you did not cut them????"
"Cause I was with you when I remembered to do so but you hate to see me cutting my nails or cleaning my ears or... doing something to clean myself"
"Excluding the shower of the equation o.O"
"???"
"Whatever"
"You think I lost some weight???"
"Maybe"
