it was karaoke night, with the entire family and some friends all in the living room. it was late, and it was fun. you and farleigh were sitting on the couch. you two always had such a ‘presence’. i mean, everyone knew you two as almost a power duo. you two knew you were the best, and acted like it.

people take their turns singing while some dance and laugh. you and farleigh were laughing, but whispering to each other.

“i mean, it’s sad he thinks he sounds good.”

farleigh whispers in your ear. you two whisper back and forth with each other, talking shit. it’s always been you and him talking shit about everyone, and it’s fun.