His childish singing allowed his words to bypass the logic centers of the left hemisphere of the brain—which had largely shut down as the brain reve...ted to sustenance mode—allowing them to reach the right hemisphere where the emotional centers were. He thus conveyed both the meaning—broken by her flittering consciousness—and the emotional support. As a result, it gave Betty an emotional life-rope to cling to. Whenever her mind would awaken, she'd clutch onto the song, clinging to the words she. Truthfully, Jon could have moved everything except the couches on his own, but he appreciated the company. Chelsea was one of the last friends he had since he didn’t have time to go out on the weekends and devote effort into relationships other than his sister’s. The two talked about assorted topics for a while, some about the future, some about the present. The boxes seemed to disappear quicker as conversation had successfully distracted Jon. Chelsea spent most of the time smiling and. She asked what? I said I wanted to have sex with you. She instantly slapped me, and I said “alright, guess I’ll just have to show this to the whole family “. She started crying and said why are you doing this. I sat beside her and placed her hand on my boner. she understood that complying with me was the only way this whole thing can go. I started kissing on her lips, she was still crying. I took her in my arms and kissed her lips then made her lay on the bed. I went on top of her and started. "Whatever is going on between you two, you better apologize," Kris demanded after Mel had left. "But it's not my fault," I objected. "Not really..." Bri laughed at me. "Bill, you know you're a guy. Therefore, you're always wrong. You were born wrong. The faster you learn that, the better off you'll be." "Just go apologize," Kris said. "Fine," I said irritably. I washed my plate in the sink and stuck it in the dish rack to dry. "I don't know what good it will do. I already tried apologizing.