A big scary bee

L and I were having a big fight. It started on Thursday, involved lots of crying, not going to L's house on Friday and buying a litre of ice cream after school, sitting on the sofa and eating it all. As most of our fights are, it was about where to spend the weekend. While indulging in a lot of ice cream sympathy a giant bee flew in (I think it wanted to steal my ice cream). By the way Hungarian carte d'or is weird and not as good as Ben and Jerry's in a crisis!
Unfortunately I fell into an ice cream induced coma on the sofa and found the bee dead the next day. Strangely though, it had later disappeared so maybe it too was in an ice cream induced coma!
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