“Go ahead and make a list then.”

“A list of what?”

“A list of….ten things you hate about me.”

“Only ten?” I asked, raising an eyebrow, a trait I’d worked on learning all summer.

“I’m serious Ems…make a list complete with reasons why you hate that certain trait, examples of when I’ve shown that trait and how much you hate said trait….on a scale of one to ten.”

Have you ever seen yourself eat Black? It’s nauseating. It’s not even eating, really. It’s stuffing your face and swallowing before you even have a chance to taste the food.