Chapter164

#Chapter164

I SEE STUPID PEOPLE

Maggie

I woke up the next day with my hand throbbing. I saw it wrapped with a splint. Fantastic. Then I remembered what happened last night. Did I punch the quarterback of the football team in the nose? Yes, I did — homophobic jerk.

Nash was still sleeping. I sat up, careful with my hand, when an arm pulled me back down.

/"Morning, you brute./" He smiled.

/"Morning, you tool./"

/"I’ll tool you./" He pulled me under him, being careful with my hand. Then he crashed his lips into mine. Okay, so this wasn’t that bad. He laid next to me as I sighed.

/"What?/"

/"Why must people be so stupid?/"

/"Do you mean the guy that you punched last night?/"

/"Well, yeah./"

He rubbed his chin. /"It’s that expression. I see stupid people everywhere./"

/"That is, I see dead people./" I raised my eyebrows.

/"It’s the same thing./" He shrugged with a smirk as I laughed.