Dippers POV
Bill is annoying. Anyone could tell you that. Even a complete stranger could tell you he's annoying. And today was no different.
I was laying on the couch on a Saturday morning and Bill was upstairs doing god knows what.
Everything was fine and dandy until I heard him bound down the stairs, then run towards the living room; where I was reading, and laying in the couch.
"PINETREE, CAN WE PLEASE WATCH THIS NEW MOVIE?!"
"I don't care Bill, I'm reading so you can do what you want. You're a grown man" I giggle, not looking up from the book.
He sat down right beside me and turned on the tv, and made it kinda loud.
"Uh, Bill, could you turn it down a bit?" I ask looking up from my book to look at him.
Expecting him to turn it down, I look back at my book, not expecting him to turn it up louder, causing me to jump.
"Who hurt you in life to make you this way?"
He then proceeded to lay his head on my lap and make it so I couldn't read.
"Youre already annoying me and it's not even noon"
"I know" he smirks and continues to watch the movie.
