Consequences

Annoying moms

01/16/2016

I put on the floor my pretty heavy bag and took off my coat. I'd expected to be alone at home given that it was midnight so Shawn would usually have been either asleep or out, because it was Friday night, the only day he let Justin brag him somewhere in New York. But the two of them were on the couch with beers and snacks on the coffee table.

" Hi guys, what are you doing here?"

Justin glared at Shawn and sighed.

" We were supposed to go clubbing but this idiot wanted to stay here."

My roommate ran his hand in his hair. It was something he always did when he was nervous.

" I... Well, our moms are coming tomorrow to see your musical and I just thought it wouldn't be very nice of me to let you handle everything. "

Well, it was kind of him. Tomorrow will be our last representation and as much as I loved doing all of this, I was kinda relieved to finally be able to rest properly. Besides, my other classes took me a lot of time and energy too. Karen and my mom were finally able to make it and I was really glad they actually made time for me.

" Thanks Shawn, but you can go you know, their plan only land at 2 pm."

He thought for a minute and slowly shook his head.

" No I'm good here, and I don't want my mom to see me on a hangover anyway."

" You're so boring man..." Justin sighed.

I joined them on the couch. They were watching a soccer match, I never really understood this game but I didn't feel like going to bed right now, and it was pretty funny to see Justin yelling at the TV. My roommate slightly leaned on me.

" How was the representation?"

" It was great, the theater is still full which is a good thing I guess."

" Yeah, I heard someone talking about your musical at Columbia."

I snapped my head at him.

" Did you?"

" Yes, it was a guy, he loved it apparently."

I knew we didn't do this for recognition but because it was a passion, but it always felt good to have some good reviews.

" I'm glad to hear it. "

I gave him a little smile and focused again on the TV. But he didn't move away and instead, laid his arm on the couch just behind me. I glanced at him and raised a brow. He wasn't even watching the TV.

" Have I a pimple on my face to be more interesting than the game?"

He smirked and kept staring at me.

" I just feel like annoying you that's all."

" Well, it's not working!"

"Really?"

He smirked and began to tickle me. I screamed and tried to move away from him but he circled his arms around me.

" God! Shut up guys!"

We giggled and I smiled mischievously. It was a rediffusion of a game so I could easily find the results online, and Justin was so funny when he was pissed off. So I quickly glanced at the screen of the TV to read the names of the two teams and googled it.

" Justin?"

" What?"

He didn't even look at me.