Chapter Seven

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Me: *is watching Michael feed Blanket* Aw, he's so precious.

Michael: *smiles* Mmhm.

(*Two very boring minutes later...*)

Me: I have a dare for you Michael. You have to feed me the milk that you give to Blanket.

Michael: Okay! 😄

(*Michael goes to get the milk that he feeds Blanket with and then comes back a few minutes later*)

Me: *looks at the milk and makes a face*

Michael: *giggles* Whaaat?

Me: That looks like raw milk to me.

Michael: It's not bad at all. I promise.

Me: Okay...

Michael: *gives the milk to me and watches me take a sip*

Me: *gags and nearly spits it out* You told me that it didn't taste bad! *wipes my mouth off with my hand*

Michael: Well, it's not the kind that most people drink. It's breast-milk.

Me: Wait...WHAT?! 😱 *spits everything out into the cup that Michael just gave me, and then takes out a glass of water and drinks it* Yuck!

Michael: Hahaha! 😂

Me: Don't make me go thriller on your butt, Applehead. 😈

Michael: *giggles*

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