my friend drove me home from school today and out of nowhere his mom gave me a bagel but it wasnt just any bagel it was cINNAMON BAGEL WITH CRUSTED AND POWDERED SUGAR ON IT AND WHEN I ATE IT I SAW JESUS

IT TOOK ME TWO HOURS TO EAT IT BECAUSE IT WAS SO FUCKING GOOD AND OH MY GOD I AM SO EMOTIONAL THAT THIS BAGEL IS OVER I DIDNT WANT IT TO BE OVER I WANT ANOTHER ONE SO BAD BUT I DONT KNOW WHERE HIS MOM GOT IT OR LIKE DID SHE MAKE IT HERSELF????????????? I DONT KNOW I WANT TO CALL AND ASK BUT IS THAT BAD MANNERS LIKE WHAT DO I DO I WOULD SHANK A VILLAGE OF ACTUAL HUMAN BEINGS FOR ANOTHER BAGEL THIS WAS THE HIGHLIGHT OF MY DAY LIKE WHERE DO I GO FROM HERE

“my otp is passing away,” i whisper to my teacher as she stands over my desk, wondering why i am not doing any work and am instead moping.
“it might not survive the next update,” i say with a solemn shake of my head. “we were almost canon”