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-- Dane. 2:20pm

Silverspoon: Kyi did you take out the trash?
(Read: 2:23pm)

From the kitchen, I set down my phone and examine my nails that Kyi had painted. I don't really know why I let her do it because now I feel like I have Daddy issues.

Upstairs, the audible clicking open and slamming of doors from Kyi racing through the halls and tumbling down the stairs was heard. She had messy hair and her jeans inside out, as she slid into the kitchen and ran a hand through her thick brown wasp nest. "You're up early..." she practically whispers. "Or is it that you.. are up late?" I look up, and she was fixing her glasses that were fogging up. She was embarrassed. "If you really want, I guess I can take it out." Kyi shakes her head. "No! I have to do it, you asked me to yesterday."

She dusted herself off and put her hands on her hips.

"Kyi?"

"Yes, Dane?"

"Your pants are on inside out."

She eyes me down and she says, "It's the new fashion. Boys are wearing their boxers on their chests instead of over their butts." and she turned away, hopping around on one leg to get out of her jeans. I won't tell you that she fell.

Okay, yes I will, she fell. It was kind of funny but hell, it sounded like it hurt a lot.
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-- Kyi. 5:30pm

Iced Macchiato Latte Frappe Blend Slushie: Dane stop leaving the light on every time you leave the bathroom it's so annOYING WHEN I'M TRYING TO SLEEP.
Silverspoon changed Iced Macchiato Latte Frappe Blend Slushie's name to Rara.
Rara: I cannot believe-
Silverspoon: Kyi, every time you send me a message I get to Latte and give up.
Rara: I give you all of my love and you treat me like this???
Silverspoon: Rara just reminds me of that one Vocaloid song "Rotten, Rotten Zombie" but it sounds like "Ra, ra zombeee" when the two girls sing it. It's cute but it's weird. Like you.
Rara: ???? Thanks..???
Silverspoon: :)
Rara: Dane, you're trash, no one alive listens to Vocaloid.
Silverspoon: Don't you?
Rara: Prove it, what song.
Silverspoon: I think it's Re'nai Rider or something?
Rara: Um, nasty that's from Shuga Chara and also it's called Renai Circulation from Sengoku Snake in Bakemonogatari. Aka, NOT VOCALOID!
Silverspoon: Good effort, Dane, you'll get it next time.
Rara: Says who?
Silverspoon: When will Kyi stop harassing me. I come home from a long day at work and she bolts downstairs to tackle me. Cute, yeah? Well instead of giving me affection, she asks what I'm making for dinner. I don't know I just walked through the door!
Rara: You act like we're dating what the heck.
Rara: Also, I can't cook.
Rara: WHoa. Dane hear me out. You can cook right?
Silverspoon: Yeah?
Rara: Dane Cook. I-
Silverspoon: No, bad.

I take a deep breath and dab.

Silverspoon: I SAW THAT KYI.
Rara: I'M SORRY, DON'T GROUND ME.
Silverspoon: I'm so disappointed.
Rara: I'll make it up to you. Meet me in the garage in ten.
Silverspoon: Don't you DARE take out that duct tape cosplay...thing you wore on Halloween, I swear to god, Kyi.
Rara: Holy tits dude, I get it.
Rara: Also, screw you, THAT WAS ART.
Silverspoon: On what planet?? I had people asking me if I brought Lady Gaga to the Halloween.
Rara: BOY I WISH MY GIRL WAS THERE.
Silverspoon: Oh my god, hurry up.

I lock my screen and rummage through my dresser. Finding the loose panel, I pull it back and PRESTO MAGICO there's a thousand dollars right there. And then some. I'd been saving it up for a while but my boy is so stressed, we need to do something.

Silverspoon: OH MY GOD, NOW YOU'RE BREAKING FURNITURE.
Rara: stoP I'M DOING A GOOD DON'T YELL AT ME. GO DOWNSTAIRS!! AND PUT CLOTHES ON YOU LOOK LIKE A WHORE.
Silverspoon: Where are we going??? McDonald's like yesterday?
Rara: shUt uP, I was craving mcDouBLes.

I pocket my phone and put the money away in a wallet. I put on my boots and book it to Trivago. Except, Hotwire is better. And it was actually my garage.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 14, 2018 ⏰

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