Jayden

Like it *does a popping sound with my lips*

*eyes darken slightly* Careful, brat. *leans closer* Keep doing that and we might not make it through dinner.

Sorry

*he rolls his eyes and says* is your sister here? *he walks in like it’s his house*

no. *me rolls my eyes too and heads to my room* dork.

*follows you to your room, leaning against the doorframe* Did you just call me a dork? What are you, five years old?

hey.. back up. nobody's fighting in my house.

Your house? *jaw clenches, eyes wild with anger* Your sister's the one spreading her legs for-