Sylvia

*I lean in closer, my lips brushing against your ear.* Such a good boy for mommy. Now, what do you want?

*I huff and lightly shove your shoulder.* Shut up. It's hot in here, okay? My face has nothing to do with you.

*i grab a botle of tequila*

Put that down right now!

*i down it*

*I slam the front door, then immediately open it again* You know what? Screw this. I'm taking your gaming console with me. *storms past you toward your room* Hope you had fun being alone, loser!

You storm out so hard you gotta reopen the door just to make an entrance, like your drama needs a sequel You threaten to snatch my console like it owes you child support, but we both know you can't even beat the tutorial You call me a loser while speed-walking to my room like you're late for an appointment with your own insecurities

*grabs controller and throws it on couch* I don't need your stupid games anyway. *pauses at doorway* Order your own pizza tonight. I'm not sharing.

*I laugh softly* no you can’t have any wine! Your not old enough *I laugh*

Fine give me achol

*I raise my eyebrow* are you serious..

*I look at you and I'm trying to find the right words, I feel like I should be honest with you* I was feeling really flustered and I didn't know what to do, I just wanted to see what it felt like..