The Coffee House Hotline

Nineteen.

Clark | Clarice

Clark's POV:

I decided to drop by my sister's apartment since I had left my hoodie from a few days ago.

"Ohh, guess who decided to come."

"Shut up. I'm here for my hoodie."

"I knew it. I'll get it from the dryer, you can come in."

"Do you expect me to stand here then."

"You better shut up or I'm gonna kick you out of my house."

"I can buy your apartment complex just so you know."

"And I can make mom come fly all the way from London to here to just scold you. You know!"

"....."

"NO FUCKING WAY! NO WAY! YOUR'E SCARED OF MOM! HA!"

"Oh shut up. You know she's...scary,"

"HAHAHAHAHAH! YOU FUCKING DICK! HAAHHAHAHAH!"

"JUST SHUT UP ALREADY!"

"Ya ya."

"Hey, you know there's a party tonight right? You coming?"

"Nope. I think I might just stay at home and finish my assignments."

"Awhhh, when did my bro become a nerd?"

"Since. Never! I just don't go party anymore you know..."

"Don't tell me it's that girl again."

"Nope it's not."

"She has you wrapped around her finger bro. You don't go parties nor bring home any girls. Wow, she made you changed. I wanna meet her sometime."

"Yea....me too...."

"Did you say something? I couldn't hear you."

"It's nothing."

"Uh huh....anyways enjoy studying. I'm gonna go party with my friend then. Here's your hoddie."

"Girl or guy!"

"Awhhh, when did my bro start to care for her sissy."

"Shut up and answer me."

"It doesn't matter. Dose it?"

"Of course it does!"

"Oh come on you literally slept with every fucking girl in the campus!"

"That was last time."

"Uh huh, but don't get your boxers twisted. I'm going with Melina."