"What the fuck, Tom?"
"Don't what the fuck me, I did nothing wrong." Tom stated angrily, throwing his arms in the air.
"I did nothing wrong." You mocked lowering your voice, glaring at Tom. "You fucking locked us out!"
"I did not lock us out," he said nervously, facing away from you, putting his hands in his jean pockets.
"Next time when my parents tell me to go home with you I will not listen to them." You shook your head, walking down the small stairs in front of the flat.
Tom thought that it would be a good idea to try out a 'life hack' he saw on YouTube because he was obsessed with them. Instead of just sitting there in the living room peaceful, he decided to take you guys out so he could use a damn bobby pin to unlock the door.
He left the key inside his parents flat on purpose because he was so damn sure that it would work, he locked up he door from the inside and closed the door, before he inserted the bended bobby pin into the door knob and here you guys were.
"Hi mom," you said into the phone calmly, "I was wondering when you guys are coming back from dinner?" You asked because you knew that your parents were with Tom's.
"Probably in about an hour, we just got here." She answered, causing you to groan in annoyance. "Why?"
"Tom locked us out." You said, facing Tom glaring at him as he smiled innocently at you.
"How?" She asked, sounding more concern now.
"He couldn't find any girl to go down on so he fucking insert a bobby pin into the door knob locking us out." You pinched the bridge of your nose, leaving out the life hack part.
In front of you, Tom's nose scrunched up offended by your words, pulling his chin into his neck, holding one of his hand on his heart, pretending to be hurt.
You rolled your eyes at him and showed him your middle finger as he showed his middle finger back to you.
"We'll be back soon, just don't kill each other. Who knows this might be a good opportunity to get to know each other."
"Mom, we will never get a long." You said before you said bye to her.
"What are we going to do now?" He asked loudly, " Here's an idea-"
"Nope, last time you said that you had an idea it turned out bad and it was also about ten minutes ago and look where we are." You turned him around, holding onto his shoulder, facing him toward the door.
"In front of my parents flat-"
"And?" You added quickly, still holding onto his shoulders.
"And we can't go in." He shrugged.
"You finally got something right."
"Thomas, I swear." You said, holding your head with your hand, your elbow resting on your knees as you sat on the park bench in the dark at 7pm.
"What? I did nothing." He said and threw more tiny stones at you.
"If you're bored you can just go a find some girls to talk to." You suggested annoyed with his actions.
"There isn't any girls around here." He pursed his lips.
"Choose your next words wisely," you said, standing up.
