"Error!"
"hMm?"
"Let's do ART!"
Art huh
i see where this could lead to
"wHaT KInd?"
"Like yknow, drawing, painting, knitting, whatever!"
"oKaY" i plainly reply, turning on the dishwasher.
"Oh oh! Lets build a fort and then do art!"
"uHuH..."
"We can use the cushions in the living room and-OH OH-DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR VINYL PLAYER???"
"uHm mAyBE"
"OH GOSH YES ITS ALL COMING TOGETHER-"
"iNk tAkE A bReAk FroM YeLLinG"
"ah yes sorry! so um, tonight?" he hesitantly asks
"aH SurE" i say casuallyIs he trying to turn this into a date?
Whatever as long as neither of us have to cook or clean the kitchen
sure sounds awesomeMaybe its nice having company sometimes.
"Cross listen"
"Yeah?"
"How well do you know Dust?"
"Ah well, kinda...im new and he doesn't really like talking to me"
"Well that's a bummer" i say, looks like the only one available for help would be nightmare
Horror too maybe
Im tired again
Maybe tea-
"Dream, tea?"How the FUCK-
"Cross, HOW"
"At this point, it shouldn't surprise you"
Amazing
What kind of soup do i drink to memorize someone like that?"Thanks so much" i say as we sit on the lower bunk
Its almost 5:30"Anytime, im a fellow addict"
"Good to know" i chuckle
YOU ARE READING
bad humour + good story (hopefully)
Humorim trying to come up with a name for this story enjoy ig