Finney:
Robin stares at the TV, entranced by the movie.
"I'm bored," I whine to my boyfriend, Robin. "Cool," he says. "Lets do something," I suggest. "We are doing something," he responds. "You're doing something," I sigh.
Robin shrugs, not even glancing at me. I groan sprawling across his lap. His hand rests on my back. "Stop being dramatic," he chuckles.
I let out a loud whine again. He scoffs, his eyes remaining on the television.
What would force him to look at me. I sit up, sitting on his lap. I block the tv, smirking at him. He pulls me closer to him, forcing me to move. I sit with my legs wrapped around his waist, and my head on his shoulder.
He gently caressing my back. "Good enough," I murmur.
I won't be able to post anymore today :(
I'm eating with my cousins, and going to my friend's sleepover for her birthday. I'll probably post again tomorrow.
