Is Typing... || l.r.h [ON HOLD]

5.1

L A N A

"Lana," Cal whines, stretching my name out much longer than it's meant to be.

I roll my eyes at his childish acts, while he rolls onto his back, laying on the floor.

"What," I mock, doing the same thing he did with my name.

"Make me something to eat, woman."

I scoff and kick his ribs, hard. He groans and rolls onto his side, his back facing my legs.

"I ain't no damn maid, you cabbage."

He rolls back over and pouts, looking up at him with his dog like brown eyes.

"I'm a kiwi."