FUCCCCKKKKKKKK IT'S SO HEAVY. it was an early saturday morning, and that ugly snot keishin was making me carry heavy boxes containing stuff for his failing business.
"make sure to carry the other boxes down in the corner too," keishin nagged. he was sitting in the chair behind the counter, smoking his lungs off while reading the sunday newspaper from last week.
i rolled my eyes and continued to drag the boxes in, my (h/c) strands falling in front of my face. i stopped to put my annoying ass hair into a bun then continued on. "you're so annoying," i muttered under my breath.
"I HEARD THAT YOU SPOILED BRAT," keishin yelled out, making a really irritated face.
i scoffed, "PFFT. you're just jealous i have a dad. unlike yours who went to go get milk when he found out your mom did not survive teenage pregnancy."
keishin gasped and rolled up his newspaper. "WHEN ARE YOU GONNA STOP INSULTING MY MOTHER," he swung his newspaper at me.
i cannot believe he is my cousin. i'm 17 and he's 26. both of our moms -- who are sisters -- had children while they were still in their highschool years. keishin is an only child while i have an older brother, who is 5 years older than me. he is currently living in toronto.
"watch. i'll be the first female in this family to reach 20 years of living without giving birth to a child," i said in a sassy manner. just then, the door opened to a man with glasses and curly black hair wearing a suit.
"o, specs! what are you doing here ?" keishin asks, putting out his cigarette.
"UKAI-SAN! LET'S GO TO OSAKA!!" the 'head coach' of the karasuno boy's volleyball team said with sparkles in his eyes.
"eh?"
~'~'~
"as a reward for your hard work in the spring high tournament, takeda-sensei has arranged a trip to osaka for us," coach ukai announced to the jolly crows in the gym.
