The last chapter was rubbish, it was too short, but I don't want to make this one too long so I'm going to make it just right. :D GOLDILOCKS REMADE!!!
WHY DO WE LIKE TO HURT SO MUCH?
Frank was shocked. Mikey never shouted. He hardly spoke, never mind shouted.
"Mikey, I can deal with it, just...don't worry, I'll be fine." Frank tried to look confident and sure he could deal with it.
It didn't work because Mikey's face turned pale, then red.
"FRANK, I'M NOT WORRIED, I KNOW YOU CAN DEAL WITH IT! I'M ANGRY THAT YOU DIDN'T TELL ME BEFORE! I COULD HAVE GOTTEN YOU HELP!