Chapter Seven: Puzzling, Blazing, Icy-cold (Part 3)
"So, you don't have a boyfriend."
"And you're not dating anyone."
"But you are at risk of... Um... Establishing a gay harem full of demi-gods and demons?"
When Arie had finished his words, concluding the whole situation, I could only fix my eyes on the bedsheet, as I started to regret any life decision that could lead me to this point.
"Well, actually, it could be any man... If you smell my sweet scent."
"OK, so it's just a gay harem full of anyone that has a dingdong." mumbled Arie as he nodded with a look of understanding on his face, but his arms crossed.
Then he uttered, "Excuse me while I get my aspirin..."
I felt myself crying inside, watching my own brother facepalmed, and then went quiet, leaving us in total silence.
Arie, if you want aspirin, then may I have Clorox, whether it'd clean my inside thoroughly, getting rid of my scent, or send me to meet Father Almighty, either way, it would be a desirable outcome.