Are we dancers? [Phan]

Brothers

On my walk home I had time to think, and that Phil guy wouldn't stop bursting my thoughts apart and invading my mind.

I eventually got home and crashed onto my couch still with my shoes on and fell asleep soon after.

When I was so rudely awoken by my brother flopping onto me, I knew passing out on the couch wasn't one of my best ideas.

"Henry, can you fuck off please? I had a long day."

He didn't budge.

"Michael did you hear that? I think the couch is talking again."

Michael laid down on top of both of us.

"Man I think I'm going crazy but these cushions are much.. bonier than I remember."

I'd had enough.

"That's it."

In one swift movement I sent them both toppling to the floor and onto each other.

"This is why mum doesn't love you."

And off to my room I went, to get some real sleep.