since.

prank.

songs

amerika - young the giant

loving someone - the 1975

famous - kanye west

my heart is buried in venice - ricky montgomery

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"i'm getting hints of crap from these pancakes," philip mutters.
"wha- i didn't put anything in them!" kit stammers.
"philip's joking. he thinks that joke is so funny. that and saying neat-o all the damn time..."
"that is true; i do say that a lot." philip is still being a bitch and kit's cheery attitude is doing nothing to break through it. it took a long time to work on me, so maybe philip will concede eventually.

"so where are you from philip?"
"your mom."
"i had no clue we came from the same place. wow, both of us at cambridge and the same womb."
"this is getting weird."
"hey, you said it not me."

i clench my teeth together,
"this was supposed to be a peaceful brunch."
"whatever," philip says while rolling his eyes. i'm going to take that as him shutting up. kit starts awkwardly shifting in his chair. oh shit, this isn't going to end well. i take another bite of my pancake and kit speaks out,
"he is never going to get along with me."

"that's the wrong attitude to have!"
"yeah! you don't know what i'm going to do," philip protests.
"see! you are now arguing with me over whether you are going to be nice to me! you haven't changed at all since university."

philip's eyes go dark and a shadow forms over his face. i feel a shiver run down my spine as he places his palms on the table and stands up.
"you don't know me like you think you do. do you want to know the real reason why i left cambridge?" he says in a terrifyingly calm voice.
"wouldn't we all?!" kit asks.

"your friend decided it would be funny to tie me to my bed one night while i was sleeping. he used an technique from the army of socks filled with butter to beat me. he then stripped me naked, carried my mattress into a pond, and left me there. i almost drowned trying to escape his prank. so I'M SORRY if i'm bitter towards people associated with that asshole."

philips looses momentum and drops back into his seat. the room is silent and i do not want to be the one to break it. i keep my eyes fixed on the salt shaker in the middle of the table, but I can feel the vibration of kit's leg shaking. after what feels like hours, kit breaks the silence.

"well at least we're all assholes now..." philips face goes red and i start to plan my route if escape for when he attacks kit. i've pushed them too far and now philip is imploding. i can only watch as kit keeps eye contact, and philip's color slowly fades and he breaks out in laughter. philip falls to the floor cracking up and kit and i sit in awe. philip calls up from the floor,
"you got that right kit-o! but no one's a bigger asshole than i am!"

i'm going to start dining alone.

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i am currently in love with both game of thrones and silicon valley.

plus i have been editing sophie's story and it's all very exciting.

my big ap is over for this year (i'm taking sat subject tests and another ap next weeks but i'm not worried about those), so hopefully that means more updates???