Manipulation, Worship And Blackmail.

And just like that, the booping was over.

We stood around, looking at each other, not quite knowing what to do with ourselves at first.

After many moments of silence, one by one, and slowly at first, we all put down our weapons, solemnly nodded to the rest, and went our separate ways. None of us knew if we'd ever see each other again after that one wild day, but we knew we'd never forget the friendships we made. No matter how life changed us, we'd always have the day we booped.

And maybe, just maybe, that was enough.

there’ll be happiness after boops, but there was happiness because of boops

Me when my sister tries to eat my fries