08-25-2011, 02:16 AM
The sloppy sounds of someone eating caused Matthew to stir. He was rather alarmed by the fact that someone was eating without him. When he went to sit up, he felt a great weight on his head. In fact, it was warm, white, and fuzzy.
"Dear God! The cow has omnomnom'ed on my hair. You fat pig, stop eating my hair."
Hoisting the over-sized cat from his head, he could feel the wet spot where the sucking had been done. With a somewhat annoyed look playing on his face, he plopped the chubby creature to the base of his bed.
"EARTHQUAKE!"
"What, really! I missed him, damn!"
"How did you NOT feel that. I swear to god, if that cat gets any bigger, it'll bring the whole apartment complex down."
"Oh, that earthquake. Yeah, he just keeps getting fatter. I swear, this diet thing doesn't work. How do you put on seven pounds when you're dieting? Somehow pig-cat figured it out. Whatta heifer!"
Cocking his round head to the side, the cat opened its mouth to yawn. "DON'T EAT ME, YOU MOO-COW!" Swatting the cat away with his foot, Matthew's rear managed to slid off the bed. The THUD that came next caused his sister to scream. With a cross look in her eyes, she flipped the maroon haired boy 'the bird.'
"Why don't you go take the Fattie for a walk in the park. He's almost big enough to be mistaken as a dog." Handing her brother the leash and collar, Spice wandered into the bathroom. With her chest fully exposed, she poked her upper body out to bark another command at Matthew. "I need tampons. I've got one left. Got to the market and buy me some."
"Dear God, sis! Put a bra on! I'm your brother, not a client!"
"We're not blood siblings. Besides, if it weren't for my job, you wouldn't know what boobs were."
"Not true," he said with a flushed face. Grabbing a white button-up shirt, he walked out to the grand stairway. Forgetting the cat, he sauntered down the looming spiral staircase until he reached the bottom floor.
"Hey, Parker. I'll be back in later. Make sure the sister actually has a bra on this time."
A nod followed between the two men and then Matthew walked into the bright world outside the apartment. At first, he was blinded, but when his hand went up to shade his eyes, he realized it wasn't that bright out. The glare from the taxi out front was the main culprit to his blindness.
With a sluggish grin plastered on his face, the male took a nice little stroll to the market. It was bustling with people as it was around the noon hour. With his hands in his pocket, he walked into a small convenient store. Uncrowded, as always, he was able to find the tampons with ease. He also decided to pick up a magazine which had his celeb crush on the front.
"Sup, Ross?" he said playing the items on the counter.
"Hey. How's my regular doing. I swear, you and that one other person are the only two people who come here...."
"Don't ya be thinking about closing. I know you get a ton of kids in the evening. It's because you sell those trading cards and you also stock all of Renee's merch."
After the interaction finished, Matthew decided to take a detoured route back home. A nice stroll through the park would allow him the time to read the latest magazine article about Renee, the woman of his dreams.
|