I walked down the stairs, and entered the kitchen. The bowl of Chili was cooling off and I frowned. Mom would me go to the coffee shop.
My excitement drained from my body as it slithered to its next victim.
I groggily flopped onto the couch as I breathed in the scent. I popped my head back up, disgusted.
I was indirectly smelling my father's rear.
I laughed at myself.
See how much fun I could have by myself? Self-Indulgence was the key.
I heard the door unlock as Christy's tall frame appeared from the door. "I'm home!" She yelled.
"Quite yelling" I grumbled as I laid on the couch. She just looked at me and clicked her tongue.
"Why so sad? Ol' Chap?"
She reached over to tickle me, but I darted from the couch.
"never!" I shouted.
тσσ σƒтєη ωє υη∂єяєѕтιмαтє тнє ρσωєя σƒ α тσυ¢н, α ѕмιℓє, α кιη∂ ωσя∂, α ℓιѕтєηιηg єαя, αη нσηєѕт ¢σмρℓιмєηт, σя тнє ѕмαℓℓєѕт α¢т σƒ ¢αяιηg, αℓℓ σƒ ωнι¢н нανє тнє ρσтєηтιαℓ тσ тυяη α ℓιƒє αяσυη∂"