I sh-should know my own a-a-age!!!!” Then, she once again began to cry. So, I created small talk, “So, Boo, how old are you?” I didn’t get a response until afew seconds after the question was asked, “I’m thirteen,” Akward pause, “I think…” That last statement confused me greatly, but at the same time got me very interested on her age topic. xxvideo I could tell that she had reached the bottom of the cup, because her straw started having uneven coke splotches inside it, and an annoying slirpping noise was now echoing from her cup. Scared that I had, once again, hurt her I slowly leaned down a peeked up at her. “B-Boo?!” I choked out, unsure of how such pain had come upon her.




















