He laid on the couch, his head on your lap as he fucked around on his phone. He's bored. You and him have a son and daughter.

Your daughter's name is Sylvia, and she's 16. Your son's name is Spencer, and he is also 16. They have the same birthday, being twins and all.

Their last names are Bender, instead of your last name.

Sylvia is very sassy, and flashy. Quite spoiled, but still fun to be around. She's beet pretty and skinny. She's always up early and ready to go, and is the popular kid. She's a daddy's girl.

Spencer is the opposite. Well, hes still got a fast ass metabolism like his sister, and he's pretty- but he's more of an outsider. He's very sleepy, sweet, cuddly, and not very spoiled. He's a mommy's boy.

Speaking of Bender, he turns over and puts his face in your thigh. He's still the way he was in highschool, having had gotten kiddos when he was a teen.

John: "Bored," He groans. "Do you have anything in mind, something we can do?"