Chapter 106: Spill the Tea

Bash turned silent for a long while, he did not even move even as he enjoyed the music that played right now. I noted his grasp on my legs tightened to keep me balanced and then he said, "I'm sorry if it seemed too much. Would you want to go down now?"

His voice seemed weaker compared to his chirpy attitude when we were at Mr. Bernards' trailer van, and I scoffed. "Well, now that I you apologized, I am reconsidering to stay and watch the show end. The question here now is, would you want to carry me for that long?" I challenged.

Bash perked and then turned his head to look at me, "I can carry you for as long as you want! Just let me know if ever you want to get down or go to the comfort room."

A triumphant smile tugged at the corner of my mouth, and then I turned my eyes to the stage.