“I understand that you didn’t really want to come over last time, but I figured it’s only because you didn’t know us, and I mean, hey, I wouldn’t want to sit with a bunch of strangers too. It’s understandable!” he said.
“Young man!” she shrieked.
And that’s how Emery landed suspension.
I picked at the sandwich in front of me, taking off the shriveled tomatoes and unnaturally orange cheese.
“Look, Madison. Do you really want to sit here with them?” he reasoned.
“I don’t think I could stand sitting next to your big bloated head.