Or rather Luna Loves Good.
ahahha
Luna you minx. (;
Uhhh so that was weird.
Mi padre comes into my room and is all
"Hey what's up."
"Nothin' just tumblin'" <- I know. How fowl.
"Uh. can i have a hug?"
Uhhh... proceeds father daugther hug.
Awkward.
After hug father leaves.
silence.
My father and I don't hug.
We don't have any contact ever.
No high fives no hand shakes.
no nothin'.
Except for the extremely rare, once a year (maybe) awkward hug.
Why?
I have no idea.
It's just what we do.
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