★ ； ＂ARGH, AS IF！＂ ，， ⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢

༉‧₊˚. * you were a totally normal high school girl! popular, pretty, smart and did i mention rich?! who wouldn’t want your life, right!

well—you were a little irritated by your report card, just remembering the paper. “arghh, a C…?!” you grumbled, walking around the kitchen with a cup of orange juice in your hand. “agh—where is my briefcase!?” he looks at the piles of paperwork. “daddy! you need some vitamin-c, here, drink this!” you hold the cup towards him. “What?? No!” he said while walking around, looking for his briefcase.

he abruptly stops and looks at you, “elliot is coming over, alright?” he says sternly. “what?! whyy??” you whine. “he’s your brother.” he replies. “you’re hardly even married to his moommm…!” you groan. “at least drink this, daddy!” you push again, “no!” he said, “be nice!—“ he added.

── ᡣ𐭩

elliot was in the kitchen, leaning against the open fridge.

“agh, it’s you…” you grumbled. “why are you here…”

he grabbed a bottle of orange juice and opened it, drinking it from the bottle. “because dad asked me too, i was close by either way.” he says sarcastically. he pinched your stomach, “getting a little full, are we?” he remarked.