Tyler's pov
"Bryce is a dick," I said laughing.
"Why?"
"So I sent to ask him and Andy to be quiet, right? Well he was like 'are you and Craig ever quiet?'"
"Oh my god."
"Yeah."
"Of course he'd say something like that." I nodded.
"If not him, then Andy."
"Yep."
"So what do you want to do?"
"Don't know."
"Well that helps."
"I know." I chuckled and kissed Craig on the cheek. He smiled.
"You're cute."
"Not as cute as you." I blushed.
"Craig, stop."
"No." I huffed.
"Fine." He laughed causing me to stick my tongue out at him. He rolled his eyes. "Don't you roll your eyes at me, Mister."
"I do what I want." I stuck my tongue out at him again. "You can use that later." I blushed. He laughed.
"Why not now?" He blushed. "Ha!"
"Shut up."
"Still didn't say no," I said licking my lips.
"U-um." I smirked.
"You guys are gross," Anthony said walking out of the kitchen. I chuckled.
"Sorry but not really." I kissed Craig's cheek quickly. Andy walked downstairs.
"Craig?"
"Yeah?"
"I just wanted to make sure you're okay."
"I'm fine." She hugged him. He hugged her back.
"I had a bad dream and you died, Craig."
"Well that's reassuring. In fine though." She nodded and sat next to him.
"Careful, Andy. They're some horny fuckers," Anthony said.
"When aren't they." I stuck my tongue out at Andy. She flipped me off.
"That's your brother's job."
"Gross. I came downstairs to have comfort from seeing Craig, who died in my dream, not to be disturbed." I chuckled. "Don't chuckle at me."
"Sorry, Andy." She sighed. Brian came downstairs looking pissed.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Obviously something."
"It's nothing I can really talk about...."
"Oh."
"Brock and I just had a disagreement."
"Oh." He nodded.
"Want to watch some anime with me?" Andy asked him.
"Sure."
"We shall watch My Hero Academia."
"Okay." She smiled. "Let me just grab a drink."
"Okay." He walked into the kitchen and came back out a moment later. Andy hit play and they started watching it. I rested my hand on Craig's thigh. Andy was explaining some things to Brian that he didn't understand about the anime. I chuckled quietly. Craig smiled.
"I love you."
"I love you too." Brock walked downstairs and went straight to the kitchen. Andy looked at Brian then to the kitchen and sighed.
"Bri?" Brock asked.
"What?"
"Can you come talk to me?"
"I guess." Andy paused the tv as he got up and went to talk to Brock. We all sat there in an awkward silence.
"Fucking really, Brian!? Fine! I'm sleeping on the fucking couch tonight," Brock yelled before the door slammed shut.
"Andy, go back to your room." She nodded and went upstairs. Craig and I got up to go check on Brian.
"Brian?"
"Hmm?"
"Everything okay?" He sniffled.
"Yeah. I'm fine."
"No you're not."
"It's nothing."
"You know you can tell us."
"I'm on the verge of losing him! Is that what you wanted to hear!?"
"Calm down. What happened?"
"We were laying there and his phone went off and it was another dude. He answered the message and has been texting this guy nonstop. I tried asking him about it and he flipped. He swears it's nothing but I can't help but think that he's cheating on me."
"Oh wow."
"What do I do?"
"I really don't know." He shed a few tears. "But we can try to find out who he's texting for you." He nodded and sunk into the floor.
"You know who you could talk to about this. Someone who knows how you feel."
"I don't want to talk. I want cookie dough."
"Go to Andy's room. She takes it all."
"I don't want to move."
"ANDY! PEOPLE ARE IN DEPRESSION MODE! THE COOKIE DOUGH IS NEEDED! I REPEAT THE COOKIE DOUGH IS NEEDED! THIS IS NOT A DRILL!"
"What's that supposed to do?" Andy came running in with a ton of stuff.
"What's wrong!? Nevermind that I got cookie dough, blankets, violent video games, and I'm ready to give my fellow depressed people cuddles."
"I just want the cookie dough," Brian said laying on the floor. She sat next to Brian and handed him the cookie dough. He ate some and started crying.
"This is really good."
"Here's a tissue." She handed Brian a box. He shook his head. She set the box down.
"Tell him to come home, Andy."
"Okay." Brian stuffed his face with more cookie dough. She got up and left the room for a minute.
"Fuck. What do I say to him?"
"What do you want to say to him?"
"I want to tell him how much I love him and hug him," he cried. Andy walked back in.
"He's on the way." Brian nodded.
"Do you need anything else?" He shook his head. "I'm going to head back upstairs."
"Okay." Andy gave Brian a hug and headed upstairs. He rolled over and kept crying. Brock walked in.
"What, Brian?" Brian looked up at Brock wiping his eyes.
"C-can we talk?"
"About?"
"What happened..."
"Didn't I try this earlier?" Brian started crying again. "I'm sorry, Bri," Brock said quietly. Brian wiped his eyes. "Let's talk, baby."
"Could you guys leave us alone?" Craig and I nodded as we left the room.
"Do you think they'll work it out?"
"I hope." I nodded and sat on the couch.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
"I'm tired."
"Let's go to bed." I nodded. We went upstairs to our room. I stripped and climbed into bed. Craig changed and got in the bed. I snuggled against him.
"Night."
"Goodnight, baby," I said kissing his cheek. We went to sleep.
