Smelly Shelly? Since when do those two hang out? I know Harry and I haven't seen each other much these past few days, but has he already replaced me with her?!
"Maybe he can't handle the fact that the feelings aren't mutual?" Maddow suggests.
"You think? Wouldn't I noticed that when we were talking? He seemed to understand. Could he have been lying?" I ask her.
But wouldn't I have heard it? I wait anxiously until Harry and Smelly Shelly are closer.
Her name is actually Shelly, but everyone calls her Smelly Shelly. Because she has a peculiar body odor. She is also more of the outsider of the pack.
I know it's not nice, and I should stop doing it. But if everyone is doing it, it's hard to stop doing something. Harry gives me a friendly hug. I pretend not to see Shelly's angry look.
