Something something.

She enters the room with a boombox playing Everybody (Backstreet’s Back).

I’m revamping Roe to be a bit less of a self insert, though.)

“Where is the grass slide...”

“What’s this?”

“Sometimes I wonder how Fuego’s doing... eh, he’s probably got a new girl, now.”

“No, not really. I think I may have rushed things, and didn’t try to know her enough as a person than as girlfriend…”

“Yeah, she is. Part of me still loves her, but I can understand that she needs time away from the dating scene.”

“I haven’t tried Velveeta for grilled cheese, but... it does sound like an interesting take on it. Most of my experience with Velveeta is actually for a cheese fondue recipe. I don’t know, cheese is weird for me.”

“I’ll have to add that to my shopping list. Thanks.”

“I hate those individually wrapped slices of cheese. They taste like the same plastic they’re wrapped in. Why did I make myself a grilled cheese again?”