Brooklyn

"Yo." I sat down on Alex's lap, blocking his view of the television.

"I was watching that."

"Oh! You were? I didn't notice." I said playfully.

Alex leaned his head so he could look over my shoulder, but i leaned sideways to block his view again.

"Alright, what do you want?"

"Nothing. I'm just super bored and annoying you seemed like fun."

"Well why are you on my lap?"

"I told you already, you're fun to annoy." I said.

"Can't you go annoy someone else?" Alex asked.

"I could, but I won't cause now I gotta do this," I stood up and put my finger in front of his face.

"Hally and Alex, sitting in a bed, F-U-C-K-"

"BROOKLYN AND JACK SITTING IN A BED-"

"Dude!" I yelled. "You can't interrupt my song!"

"I can if I want to."

"No you can't."

"Yeah I can! Your song sucked."

"Nuh uh. It was about you and Hally, you so liked it."

"Yeah? Well, you LOVED my song!"

"Did not."

"Did too."

"Did not."

"Did too."

"Did too."

"Did not."

"HA!" I shouted. "I tricked you."

"I meant to do that."

"Sure you did, Alex. Sure you did."