It's called edited selection.
"First you want me to look over there. And now you want me to smile too? Nope. I think I will do neither."
I know you can't tell from her face but seriously, I promise I didn't smell bad.
You are getting sleepy. Very, very sleepy. Like, seriously, so sleepy.
And this is where the major meltdown took place. An entire park of people staring us and our screaming child? I can check that off my bucket list.
"Are we done yet? Cause I'm ready to peace out."
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