>"How does your mom still own the same pet? That thing's probably ancient in...whatever that thing is-years."
>Sera looks over at me with an extremely offended expression.
>"Mango is not old!... Well, according to a bug lexicon, Onychophora only get to live 6 to 7 years...but still! I'm happy mom hasn't had to say goodbye to her best friend yet."
>"...her best friend's a critter?"
>Sera shoots me a glare before turning back to the terrarium where Mango's currently gobbling up fly carcasses.
>Sighing in defeat, I sit down next to the terrarium, quietly watching Sera gently placing more food in front of Mango with a pair of tweezers.
>...
> Man, I wish someone spoiled me like that.
>Those flies look kinda tasty.
>I get snapped out of my trance, looking at Mango by Sera, who's staring at me like I just grew a second head.
>"What? Do I have something on my face?"
>"...What did you just say?"
>"Huh?"
>She puts the tweezers down and gives me a look that's a mix of disgust, pity, and sheer disbelief.
>"Why the fuck do you want to eat flies?!"
>...what?
>Oh.
>Dear lord in heaven, please just fucking smite me and turn me into a pile of ash.
>I can feel my cheeks turning beet red while Sera keeps staring at me in shock.
>"...I'm telling your parents about this."
>JUST KILL ME ALREADY, PLEASE