"How's your family?" I asked lazily, leaning back in my chair, I was back in Maine for Christmas (sorry if you don't celebrate). "They're pretty horrible." Brendon rolled his eyes as his mother walked by. He was always joking around in some way or another. Or maybe he wasn't.
"Mine too." I said, and my mom ducked down to the webcam.
"Is this your boyfriend?" She waved a bit, grinning. "Perhaps." I added like a smartass. "Bye mom, love you." I kissed her cheek and ushered her away. I turned back to the computer and the webcam had been covered, there was only a big black screen.
"What're you doing?" I giggled a bit. "Changing!" He shouted, probably from across the room. I waited for a while and the screen came back. I immediately laughed, "What're you wearing?"
"I thought you'd like it." Brendon smiled and turned around in his "sexy" cowboy costume, his bare ass showing. "Oh my god you are so special." I rolled my eyes saying this, even shaking my head a bit. "Look there was a discount with Halloween being over and everything, you'd like it better if you were here."
"Speaking if there, when are we recording again?" I sighed when I reached the last word, frowning a bit. "January 17th." Brendon smiled, satisfied with himself. "You know every date, are you a walking calendar? (ayee.)"
"Perhaps.. would you like to check me?" A devilish smirk dashed his lips. I snorted, "I don't think I have any upcoming events." Brendon rolled his eyes, sitting on his bed.
"You look like you're an emo 15 year old by the looks of your room." I giggled as I said the sentence, "When was the last time you updated it?"
"Never." Brendon sighed, "My parents insist on keeping it as it was when I was in high school." He ran his hand over the Pokémon bedding. "Yep..."
"Sounds lovely, meanwhile my room is a lovely shade of grey with modern bedding, all adult-like and mature." I stuck my tongue out at him. "That doesn't sound like you." Brendon knew me too well, I'd rather have the kind of bedroom he has.
"I'm covering the camera again, hold on." He threw a shirt over it again, shuffling once more, and he popped back up, an ugly sweater and jeans. "This outfit is worse." I held back laughter, smiling so hard it hurt my cheeks.
"We're moving hold on.." I grasped my computer and ran upstairs, as carefully as I could run. "We are going to my adult room." I said, as I wore reindeer pajamas. "Doesn't it look nice?" I spun around the computer and showed him the room.
"I prefer the other view." Brendon bit his lip. "Oh you bullshitter." I sassily added. "It's true, you're gorgeous. If I could see heaven, I'd go to hell to see you."
"You callin me a liar?"
"I ain't calling you a truther."
