16. Willingly admit feelings to anyone other than Fang
"Lalala!" Max sang as she walked down the streets.
"I love the world. I love that mailbox. I love that tree. I love that building. I love that house. I love that mustache. I love that mailman. I love that hobo. I love that gangster. I love that little girl. I love that old man. I love that murderer. I love that robber. I love that squirrel. I love that-"
"Max!" FAng yelled.
"Yes, Fang. I love you?"
"Why are you in such a good mood?"
"I successfully sang a song on Rock Band yesterday."
Fang nodded, badassily. "Cool."
"Yeah. I love that song. I love that book. I love that random girl playing guitar. I love that hair. I love..."
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