How To Play The Game.

six - lily

"Michael tweeted about you!" Luke yelled from Lily's bedroom. He was laying across her bed on his stomach, scrolling through his Twitter feed.

"Oooh! What did he say?" Lily asked, dropping her makeup brush on the counter and exiting her bathroom, her bare feet padding across the tile floor.

"A winky face emoji." Luke said, looking up at Lily as she walked into the room. She smoothed down the pajama shirt she was wearing, a light pink crop top with matching shorts.

"How do you know that's about me?" Lily frowned, folding her arms across her chest. She let out a sigh, turning around and walking towards her bathroom again.

"Well he's probably getting ready for your date right now, so I just assumed..." Luke trailed off, focusing on his phone once again.

"Have you always followed him on Twitter?" Lily questioned. She knew that her brother was kind of obessed with Twitter and Instagram and all things social media, so it wouldn't surprise her if Luke decided to admit that he followed Michael on Twitter long before Lily decided that he was going to be Boyfriend 27.

"Yeah, of course." Luke said casually. Lily returned to doing her makeup, wanting to make sure that everything was perfect for tonight. "He has funny tweets, and a good taste in music."

"Hmm." Lily hummed, finishing up her eyeliner.

"Is it weird that I have a super huge crush on your new boyfriend's ex-girlfriend? Because she's really hot." Luke said, still looking down at his phone. Lily was done with her makeup, so she left her bathroom and walked back into her own bedroom, glaring at Luke.

"Why are you so ridiculous?" She asked before shuffling over to her large walk-in closet, trying to find an outfit. "I have no clothes."

"Go buy some more." Luke suggested. That was usually how Luke and Lily went about life, if they didn't have something that they wanted they would go out and buy it.

"I don't have time to go out and buy new clothes." Lily pouted, crossing her arms over her chest. "Luke," She whined, "Come help me."

Luke got off the bed and walked over to where Lily was, standing next to her and frowning as well. Lily's closet was bigger than what most people would have, there were racks and racks of dresses and skirts and shirts and shelves full of her shoes and pants. Lily was actually planning on expanding her closet because she was running out of room, she just hadn't met with the contractor yet.

"You've worn all of these clothes before." Luke said, folding his arms over his chest just like Lily.

"Exactly." Lily huffed, finally stepping forward and actually entering the closet. She flipped through a few dresses before giving up and collapsing onto the floor, feeling like she'd failed. "I don't have anything to wear! Tweet Michael, tell him I'm not coming!"

"Okay..." Luke said slowly and reached for his phone.

"No, don't actually tweet him!" Lily yelled, picking up a stray shoe on the ground and throwing it at her brother. "I'm just being overdramatic, Luke, I still want to go on the date!"

"Then you should probably get dressed, he's going to be here in 15 minutes."

"Oh my God!" Lily groaned and fell backwards so she was now laying on the ground.

"Maybe Mom has something that you can wear." Luke suggested, sitting down on the floor next to Lily to try and comfort her. "We can go look in her closet, it's even bigger than yours."

"No, ew." Lily whined, crinkling up her nose. "I'll just wear something from my own closet."

"I was just trying to help." Luke surrendered, taking out his phone again and replying to a new text message.