My name is Calisto Vlahos, and these are excerpts from my suffering.
I live with my annoying baby brother, Cecil, and his strange deer friend Monique.
MONDAY:
"CALISTO!" This shrill cry was the first thing I heard this morning, followed by an incredible pain in my abdomen. I grunted in pain and looked up slightly to see my little brother, Cecil, sitting on my stomach. It's sad to think he still does this at seventeen.
"What." I said, sleepily.
"Monique brought us doughnuts!" He yelled so excited I thought he would pee his pants. I pushed him off of me and got up, still half asleep.
I heard him whining about something, but didn't pay attention as I turned down the hallway towards the kitchen, my feet dragging. When I got to the kitchen I saw the box of doughnuts and then a red and white flash as CC -our nickname for Cecil- ran in and took the box.
"CC! Those are for everyone! Put them back you candy-cane-colored nerd." Monique said with her usual sassy tone. She was tolerable in contrast to CC; I'm pretty sure his red and white gradient hair dye seeped through his scalp and affected his brain.
I went back to my room, this was enough torment for one day.
YOU ARE READING
A Week With My Roommates
HumorThis is a seven part short story about what Calisto Vlahos has to put up with. (This was mainly meant as a writing exercise)
