4.7 | SUNKEN FEELINGS
( 4.7 ) s i m o n MOM KEPT TALKING TO HER FRIEND WHILE I'M SITTING HERE ALONE ON THIS COUCH. Mrs Hernandez and her seem to enjoy themselves a lot, I chose not to bother them too much. The Hernandez's house was filled with so much brown and wood, I was really thinking whether they're actually just staying in a log cabin. I wonder if their family smells of wood too. Wait, that too sounded creepy. "Simon darling, would you like to play with my son? You look awfully bored!" Mrs Hernandez turned to me asking, snapping me back into reality. "Huh?" I faced her, giving a rather confused look. "Simon, she's asking you whether you would like to play with her son upstairs." My mom sounded annoyed with m
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