“I could do with a beach and a suntan, too,” she said, “Oh
well – if it goes wrong, remember this is all your fault, OK?
What the hell's a Whooptiwowser, though?”
Kyle shrugged.
“No idea! Might as well give it a shot, though, love,” he said.
“How much worse can things really get?”
A sparkle filled the air, and confetti rained down over them.
Strangely, it vanished when it hit the floor. They closed their
eyes and grimaced.
Kyle opened his eyes. “I’m scared to open up to you because
you’ll be disgusted if you see the real me!”
Merryl opened her eyes and stared at him, horrified. “I al-
ways thought you’d decided I was a superficial bitch!”
Kyle grabbed Merryl and snogged her deeply. “Would I do
that to a superficial bitch?” he demanded.
“Ummm…”
He snogged her again.
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