“What’s a kiss?”
Last Man puts his coffee down, muttering. “You watch movies. You should know.”
“But movies are only for seeing! Not for feeling!” Feebz drops with a clattering sigh on the couch. “How does it feel…?”
“Forget about it.”
“Because you’re…” Last Man stops. He swears his companion’s football head looks expectant. “…a kid. You’re too young to kiss.”
Feebz crosses her arms with a whirring huff. “Well then, upgrade me already, so I can grow up and kiss you!”
Warmth fills Last Man’s chest.
He frowns at the fly floating in his coffee.
*Inspired by the prompt learning style from The Daily Post.