158 HOSTAGE OF THE UNKNOWN
“How do you feel now, Lemon boy?” Lily questioned as she stabbed his forehead with a wet cloth.
“Lemon boy?” He questioned, almost choking on air.
She nodded her head. “Why? You don't like the nickname. I think it's quite great. Plus, it gives off the impression that you love lemon. No one would assume you're allergic to lemon when they hear that name.”
“Why bother mentioning lemons at all?” He asked in annoyance. “You’re announcing to the entire world that I have an issue with lemon.”
“They'll think the issue is that you love lemon,” she said with a proud smile. “I'm so smart.”
“And what happens when they give me lemons to eat?” He raised a brow.
She rolled her eyes, chuckling as she did. “And who would give you lemons? You don't have friends—” Am I supposed to be bothered by that? I'd rather be on my own than to be surrounded by people that will always pry into your business. “—except for me.”
“You're not my friend,” he stated.
She nodded slowly. “Sure sure. I

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