You can't escape the Star Wars...
"Come to the dark side, Jack," my Granny breathed into my ear.
This fic was bad enough to begin with, but when I got HERE I couldn't finish, I was laughing too hard. Hahaha!
Some other choice quotes:
I had taken visual rehabilitation as a really little kid so I could still see and all, but sometimes I was a little near sighted, which was why I had a pair of tinted goggles strapped to my forehead.
Maaaaybe "visual rehabilitation" is a legit thing, so I won't comment there, but how are you "sometimes" near sighted? I'm pretty sure your eye strength doesn't work that way... Mine sure doesn't.
"Granny, do you think I'm supposed to be a good boy?"
I'm a bit torn between if 7-year-old Jack Spicer saying this is stupid or adorable...
This fic was bad enough to begin with, but when I got HERE I couldn't finish, I was laughing too hard. Hahaha!
Some other choice quotes:
I had taken visual rehabilitation as a really little kid so I could still see and all, but sometimes I was a little near sighted, which was why I had a pair of tinted goggles strapped to my forehead.
Maaaaybe "visual rehabilitation" is a legit thing, so I won't comment there, but how are you "sometimes" near sighted? I'm pretty sure your eye strength doesn't work that way... Mine sure doesn't.
"Granny, do you think I'm supposed to be a good boy?"
I'm a bit torn between if 7-year-old Jack Spicer saying this is stupid or adorable...