A Guilty Pleasure
Luna: âMax you little turd, whereâs my journal?â
Max: âWatcher that was one time. I didnât touch it!â
Luna:Â âWell then, who was it? Hugo?â
Hugo: *curt* âNo.â
*commercial break ends & theme music picks up*
Luna:Â âEw. This is such a stupid show.â
Max:Â âYOuâre a stupid show Luna.â
Luna: âAt least my brain wonât rot watching this crap.â
Hugo:Â âLuna, if you donât want to watch just go. No need to be rude about it.â
Luna: *annoyed* âWhatever. Just... stay out of my room.â *leaves*
Hugo:Â âIâm not getting involved but you should probably put her stuff back before she goes running to dad.â
Max:Â âDone and done. But Hugo, donât you want to know whoâs ~undoubtedly, unequivocally, and most certainly~ secretly pining for her this week.â *wiggles eyebrows*
Hugo:Â âNo.â
*a minute later*
Dina: *excited*Â âGuess who brought more popcorn!â
Max:Â âScore!â















