ZOMG! We had a total Luke Marathon Fail, y'all! I blame the long weekend, and a co-mod's illness, and just plan mental fog and confusion, because we are only human, people! Uh, not that any of you even noticed, probably, but whatevs; we are moving along
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Hmm, that does sound like a good idea.
My own quick scenario:
"Reid, what's wrong?"
Reid sits slumped in the chair, his piece of cherry pie untouched on the plate in front of him. "Steven didn't invite me to his stupid birthday party."
Mrs. Oliver pats her son's shoulder as she tries to come up with yet another excuse as to why Reid wasn't invited to one of his classmate's birthday parties again. "Maybe the mailman lost it?"
"You know, you might want to report him to the postmaster general as that guy seems to lose a lot of our mail," Reid says sarcastically.
Mrs. Oliver almost smiles at her son's comment. "Maybe I will."
Reid continues sulking.
"There'll be other parties, Reid."
"I don't want to go to other parties."
Mrs. Oliver sighs. "I'm sorry Steven doesn't want to be your friend, Reid."
"I don't want him to be my friend, Mom, I only want him to be my boyfriend," Reid says before angrily digging into his piece of pie.
After a few minutes of staring at him in complete silence, Mrs. Oliver gently pats Reid's hand. "There'll be other boyfriends, Reid, I promise."
Reid shrugs as he continues eating his pie.
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