𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 - 𝐂.𝐏

𝐓𝐖𝐎

𝐓𝐖𝐎

Althea woke up, she looked around noticing she was in her room. Althea reached over to her nightstand, grabbing her phone off the charger and unlocking it.

4 missed calls from football head

2 messages from football head

Althea sat up, standing up from her bed and going into her bathroom. She put her phone up against the wall and face timed Connor, on the second ring he picked up the phone.

Althea looked at him and he still looked like he just got out of bed, his hair was tousled and he had his grey shirt on. "I've been calling you." He grumbled getting up from where he was laying, which came into view of his bed.

"I was sleeping, can't expect me to answer your cal at, five o'clock in the damn morning!" She exclaimed, turning the sing on and washing her face.

Connor rolled his eyes at her, going into his bathroom. He only waited to get ready so she could help him pick out his clothes, half the time he rarely picks his clothes out for himself. It's always Althea doing it. "Whatever, I need help though. My mom told me to dress nice, and I can't figure out what to pick plus the boys all come in an half an hour."

"Yeah yeah, hold on." She said, grabbing her brush and brushing her hair. "First, brush your hair. It's messy."

"I'm offended, thanks."

Althea hummed at him, before putting her brush down and tying up her hair. She grabbed her tooth brush and paste, applying the toothpaste onto the toothbrush and brushing her teeth.

When she was done, she looked over to her phone to see Connor had done the same. "Did you only call me just so you could get ready with me?"

"Yes! I don't know what to do." He whined, washing his toothbrush and putting it back. "You know everything though."

"Dude, do the same thing you do everyday, your usual routine."

"I don't have one, so I'm going to copy yours." He smiled proudly at her, grabbing his face cloth and wiping his face, as did Althea.

Althea laughed silently at him, opening her drawer and grabbing her curling iron out. "Well, if you're going to copy my routine, wanna curl your hair?"

Connor looked over at his phone, seeing the curling iron he tilted his head. "No thanks, I'd rather not try and burn my head."