"i thought you were a guy, that's why we even answered your craigslist offer!"
"well i look like a little boy so i think that's good enough, am i right?"
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sleeping had definitely been one of my favorite things when i wasn't singing or playing glitter. which was i had a bad habit of sleeping past the time needed when i was expected in places at a certain time. so as my eyes had fluttered open and the sunshine from the window panes radiated onto the edge of my bed, i felt at ease. yet once i was accompanied with the time screaming my name of the little moments i had to get ready for where i needed to be, i was basically filled with the adrenaline of fear. "oh my god!" i shout as i jump off the mattress and slam open the door when i am rushing down the hall and into the bathroom.
someone had already been in there as i heard the music and the voice that synchronized along with it, which had meant it was grayson within the walls of the shower. however i did not worry about that when i'm reaching for my toothbrush when i am putting it under the water before i am adding the toothpaste. once i wet it one more time i'm hearing the shrieks of the man who pops his head out and glares at me specifically.
"what the hell are you doing? can't use the sink and shower at the same time without the water being fucking freezing." he scolds as i roll my eyes now when brushing my teeth rapidly.
"sorry i'm running late." i admit as she shrugs his shoulders when still staring at me.
"don't care, just get out. can't a man have some piece in the shower when he's singing throwback songs?" he gets out as i raise my hands in surrender now when spitting out the rest of what was in my mouth and rinsing it away before i'm walking out.
"someone's grumpy!" i holler out before leaving as i could already hear his words but decide on ignoring them when i trying to figure out an outfit which i throw on so quickly. then brushing through my hair in seconds as i don't even bother with the makeup as i am trying to find my shoes. which causes me to even rush out into the living room.
"hey joey, can you do something for me?" troy questions as i shake my head when finding the heels by door when i am placing them over my feet in the process.
"i can't i'm running late for a meeting."
"and i want a special grilled cheese by joey sidhu." he fights back with a sweet smile as i chuckle sarcastically when i am still denying his request.
"ask grayson, troy. i cant." i state once more as he groans as he shoulders slouch as i am throwing things into my purse with frantic movements.
"but grayson doesn't do it as good as you do. plus he's mean when i ask, saying that i should know how to make my own grilled cheese and that's bullshit. he acts like he's my dad." troy rambles as i smirk slightly when i am taking my phone before waving softly.
"well tell him he's definitely my daddy, alright bye got to go!"
