He was still definitely treating her like she was some kind of mental patient. He blinked when she kept laughing and scooted all the way back on the couch, looking around for his mother or his dog to distract her with, so she wouldn't deal with this. Lots of girls had kissed him in his time, obviously. But it had never, ever been like this. It had never, ever ended in laughter. He wrinkled his nose and poured her tea, putting two sugars in and handing it to her like she was going to bite him next. Well, maybe she was! He didn't know anymore!
"You're...crazy."
He decided, nodding. "Please never kiss me again. Can I please just tell Olive once?"
He needed to tell SOMEONE about this. He was scarred for life now.
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