I did something very stupid and most likely hurt someone who I'd like to think I care about's feelings... so I'm writing... god, I'm an idiot. Anyways, have this while I stay like a blanket burrito and write away my feelings. And no, I'm not writing anything sad.
Dipping sauces' POV
It has been snowing so much this week that Bill and I decided to go outside and mess around in the snow while Eliza was at school sadly.
"Hey Pinetree, lets have a snowball fight!" Bill yelled then ran behind a mound of snow he made.
"Bill, I don't wanna, you know I'm bad at throwing!" I say as I cross my arms and try to look around for the sled that I wanted to ride down the hill.
"C'mon Pinetree, it'll be fun!" He says as he stands up with 2 snowballs, one in each hand. He smirks as I look at him then back to the snowballs.
"Bill... I swear..."
"Piinneeetreeee~" He chimes as he walks closer to me as I back away slowly
"I'm warning you, Bill. Don't do it!" I say, backing up but slip, falling to the ground.
He takes a few more steps closer and looks down at me with a sinister smirk.
"Don't you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!" I yell as he threw one at me.
"BILL! THATS IT, YOURE GROUNDED!"
"You can't ground me!" He laughs but quickly stops after he sees my face.
"I'm just gonna...RUN!" He yells as he bolts away into the house.
I quickly follow and we run around the house until Bill locks himself in the bathroom.
"Bill, either come out and face your punishment like a man, or stay in there like a little bitch and not get dinner tonight." I say as I stand outside the bathroom, waiting for him to come out.
"NEVER!" I hear him yell from inside.
I sigh as I pinch the bridge of my nose.
This is gonna be a long night...
