So Kee made an hour's journey by foot on a messed up leg to buy me my favorite breakfast platter for dinner after one of his jokes went too far and hit a sore spot.
Awww. There is a reason why he is my favorite Lost Boy :)
ON THE OTHER HAND, the other K can go soak his head. A couple days ago, he made a yogurt parfait for me, thinking it would compensate for his decision of moving out. He placed it on my desk and then ran away. ::face palm:: HMPH. You have a lot of growing on your own to do.
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