thirty three

[cherryhoops]

All the fights I scheduled for today... gonna... move 'em to tomorrow.

That goes for dates, too- Can't remember if I had one today or not...

Eh. Whaaaaatever.

I'll be on the couch, you need me for something, you can haul your own ass over here to get it.

God, today is so boring.

Comments

[obliviomancy]

Maybe it'd be less boring if people didn't keep whining.

[obliviomancy]

Wait. Why tomorrow?

[cherryhoops]

'Cause right now I'm tired. You make me haul my ass up right now and I'm not gonna hold back at all.

[obliviomancy]

Like I'd need you to hold back.

[cherryhoops]

Oh my gooooooooood, you seriously want me to haul ass off this couch to kick your butt, kid?

[obliviomancy]

Who're you calling a kid? You don't sound a whole lot older than me.

[cherryhoops]

So? How old're you?

[obliviomancy]

... Sixteen. Sort of. How old are you?

[cherryhoops]

Sexteen not-sort-of. I win.

[obliviomancy]

What? How do you win?

[cherryhoops]

Cause I AM sixteen for real.

[obliviomancy]

Great. That still doesn't make me a kid.

[cherryhoops]

I can still call you one.

[obliviomancy]

So what happens when a kid beats you?

[cherryhoops]

Then apparently, I slipped on something.

[obliviomancy]

That's a weak excuse.