Epistemic status: Speculation. An unholy union of evo psych, introspection, random stuff I happen to observe & hear about, and thinking. Done on a highly charged topic. Caveat emptor!
oh boy
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Epistemic status: Speculation. An unholy union of evo psych, introspection, random stuff I happen to observe & hear about, and thinking. Done on a highly charged topic. Caveat emptor!
oh boy
archive: https://archive.is/uOP4y
Suddenly Blake’s vocabulary lesson was interrupted by doubt. “But wait! Why would Rachel care about how I feel about her?” he thought. He couldn’t think of a reason why it would matter to her at all. Still, this was the best plan he had, so he went back to trying to memorize what the word “happy” means. He thought that would be a good one to impress her with.
“Just try it!” Rachel pleaded. “You might like it.” It wasn’t really a test, but Rachel knew it kind of was.
Blake knew that he would have to adapt to some of Rachel’s big city ways if he wanted to live with her forever, kind of like two vampires but without the blood and coffins and stuff. But still living together, just like vampires do.
“Alright, I’ll give it a try.” He got a mouthful and squished it around. It was creamy, with a touch of salt. He swallowed, and a smile grew on his face. “Wow! I really can’t believe it’s not butter!”
“You must never use this in a croissant,” Rachel said very seriously.
Blake pinky sweared.