68. Hero
“I’m the hero!” he cheered as he jumped up and down the bed.
She merely groaned in response, covering her head with her hands, sitting on the edge of said-bed. Which happened to be bouncing as well, due to him acting like a maniac.
“Honestly, won’t you just calm down?” she asked, exasperated.
He glanced at her, grinning. “Course not. Just drank a bottle of soda; now I’m feelin’ high~ Plus heroes can’t calm down; they need to save their damsels in distress!”
“I’m in distress.” Then she whacked him with a pillow. “Just shut the f*ck up, damn it!”
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