“Yeeeeah.” He frowns. Something about her saying that makes him want to just curl up in bed with his cat Montgomery and never see another human who’s not his mom again, which he totally hasn’t wanted to do since like sixth grade, before he got cool and stopped worrying what people thought about him.

Oh, man! I think you're psychic, and that that is pretty much canon.

Little Snapple is, officially, the CUTEST THING EVER!