Jeremy's POV

"Jeremy!"

"W-what?"

"You've never had sushi?!"

"N-no?"

"Bro! You need to try it!"

"W-why?"

"Because you need to! It's good!"

"O-okay!"

   That night, Michael brought sushi to my house.

"Eat it!"

"O-okay! Yikes..."

   We both ate some.

"I-it's pretty good, I guess..."

"Do... You not like it?"

"No! No, I do! It's just... Different..."

"Okay! Good! You scared me for a second, Jere..."

"S-sorry..."

"It's okay!"

   Not long after we started eating, I got the feeling of being bloated.

PrrrRRRRP!

"W-wow, Jere! You good?"

"Y-yeah... I think so..."

Prrrrp! PrrrRRRRFFFT!

"Jeremy... Are you sure you're okay?"

"I... Think... I think sushi gives me gas..."

"H-how?"

"I don't know..."

"Jeremy! Does it hurt?! Do you have diarrhea?!"

"N-no! Just full of gas..."

"Awe~ cutie~"

Peerrruurrrrrrrrt!

"God, you're cute, Jere~"

"T-thank you!"

"You're welcome~ I'll have to give you that more often~"

"O-okay! I'm down!"

"Wait... Really?"

   I gave a nervous giggle.

"Y-yeah! Passing gas is... Kinda fun..."

"Awe~ well I have more~ would you like some?"

"Yes~"

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   Word Count: 183

   A pretty short one but I thought it would be cute (∩´﹏'∩)

Well... I'm running out of ideas... And inspiration... I fear we might be near the end of this... I'm sucked dry (∩´﹏'∩). I feel like I've written about everything... I still have one more idea and that's all... If anyone has any ideas that would be very helpful! I want to keep this book alive but unfortunately Be More Chill is dying on me right now... (｡•́︿•̀｡). I'm not saying it's over... But I really don't know what else to do... (｡•́︿•̀｡)

Also I'm tired AF RN so that doesn't help (∩´﹏'∩)