#agh!melanie

“Myron, you’re on the radio, people listen to you like all day everyday!” Melanie protested, her hair swishing as she tilted her head to the side in confusion. She’d always thought Myron was so happy with his life before, but lately, little things he said made it obvious that he really wasn’t at all as confident as he acted. Melanie couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment when she’d started being able to tell the difference between his genuine smile and his faked one, but right now it was definitely the latter, and Melanie reached out to put a hand on his shoulder, quickly adding, “But I’d never ignore you, if that counts for anything.” 

[Text to Myron]: Myron, you think we’re friends now?[Text to Myron]: You love dogs?![Text to Myron]: You like miniature sandwiches? Oh my gosh, yay, finally someone who will hang out and do all my favorite miniature things with me![Text to Myron]: I can braid tiny flowers into your hair, and I can play miniature miniature golf with you using golf clubs the size of pencils, and Myron, this is going to be so fun![Text to Myron]: Oh, and we can do miniature shots of fire whiskey because we’re big kids now! This is the best!