“Merry Christmas, senpai!” Phyllis-kun said, his eyes pooping open.
“Merry Christmas to you, darling!” I responded. “How did you like my huge, huge, huge, present?”
“So YOLO! We haven’t done that in a while! I just wish my black owner would just stop, ya feel me nigga? She can’t even twerk!” Phyllis-kun sounded outlandish. What kind of ratchety has Ms. Brown been exposing him to?
“I understand,” I just simply said.
