The other day Sea, her relatively new boyfriend Krikey, and I were kickin' it at the house playing some cards (I lost terribly!), and eating a life changing treat. As a side note: the life changing treat is one that my previous roommate Bamba and I came up with. We'd layer Moosetracks ice cream, Double Stuff Fudgee-o's, and Reece's hardening sauce. It's to die for. Whatever, Fairweather, and I perfected it in a cup. I haven't met anyone who doesn't like it. I think I'd judge them if they didn't.
Anyway, back to my story: Sea got up to go to the washroom and it occurred to me that Krikey might wake up earlier than Sea and me. So, I let him know that we keep the cereal above the stove and that he could help himself in the morning. His eyes got huge, his back straightened, and his muscles tightened. What, was the guy too cool to help himself out? Er... nope. Turns out that my sister hadn't invited him to stay the night. Awkward. He said they weren't at the bring-your-tooth-brush stage of their relationship yet. Oh. Whoops. What do you say after that?! "Well, at least you know where we keep our cereal." Yep.
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