“I thought that, I did. ———I’m confused, quiff boy.” She raised an eyebrow at him, a small smile on her face. “Does that mean we’re the best of friends, in all of best of friends? Spongebob and Patrick are like, brotp Jamie.” Charlie blushed, shifting to hide her face in his neck.
“Why are you confused?
What type of nickname is that?” He asked, laughing softly. “Than, we are brotp as well. Charlie and Jamie; forever together.” He stated, pushing himself up so he straddling her waist. Don’t dry hump her, Jamie.
