Did Clay hear right? Did someone mention cookies? "Cookie please...I'll take a cookie!"

"Yessssss! Thank you!" Clay happily accepts the cookie. For once something about this day wasn't shitty. Jessica once said Hot Chocolate was the cure for all things shitty in life, for Clay it was cookies and skittles. "You're the best!"

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"Says the guy who plays sports where all you do is throw balls at one another and grab each others butts." Clay shakes his head with a laugh. "But yeah, writing fanfic is /sooo/ terrible." He jokes sarcastically. "You should try it sometime. Who knows, you might even like it."

"Oh just shut up and stop trying to make everything you eat turn sexual. For fuck sake, Justin, grow up." Clay lets out a laugh. "And just to be clear, it's not /my/ parents ice cream, it's /our/ parents ice cream. Got it? "