"Want to know the worst thing about juicing?" Collin asked me.
"I'm not sure I do," I said, raising my eyebrows at him.
"You literally have to poop all the time."
I rolled my eyes as I turned on the blender, making an all-organic smoothie.
"You don't have to do this with me," Collin reminded me.
For at least the sixth time just this morning.
"I'm happy to," I said, as I turned off the blender, checking on my smoothie.
"I'll be super healthy."
"And your intestines will be clear."
I shook my head at him, laughing as I turned the blender back on. Collin passed me an insulated tumbler once my smoothie was ready, and the two of us left. I stuffed a straw into my cup and took a sip of my smoothie before pulling out of his driveway.
Collin pulled down the passenger seat
