summer

“well lucky you. i had fun until i didn’t. all my parents seemed to care about was my kid sister though, so it didn’t really matter.” he shrugged. “you’re quite sure of yourself.”

“Well, did you get a kid out of your rebellion? Oh, so your parents cared about someone then? If it’s not money in my family, it’s not worth it. Not that I’m in any position to disagree, however. Money makes the world go round,” she counters, having a bit too much fun in making this a friendly competition. “You’re quite observant,” she rolls her eyes, smirking.

“shit. you trying to one-up me, huh? i’ll let you win this one. ever wonder what happened to turn parents into shit people? do people start off like you and then turn into shit parents, or are they always shit parents? oh, you were just saying we’re both hot? that’s true too.”

“Naturally. A bit of both, probably. Not that I care, I had my fun because of it. Wouldn’t have said it if it wasn’t.”

“you get it. just a little awkward. then again, i was my parent’s least favorite, so it happens. by something in common do you mean we’re about the same age? i think we have that in common with a few thousand people.”

“Yeah, I do. Well, shit. My parents weren’t around for my entire childhood, they much preferred drinks on yachts; since we’re swapping childhood trauma stories. While that’s true, I was more or less referring to impeccable genes. Youth becomes us, type shit.”

“Show me someone worthy.”

“Odd question but I suppose... Yeah?”

“fuck if i know. people get offended about all kinds of shit. i kind of use it as a blanket phrase to cover all my bases. safer that way. well, that’s good. it’d be awkward if you hated him. well, almost 10 years ago actually. so, it’s been a while.”

“Tell me about it, honestly,” she rolls her eyes. “I guess it would, wouldn’t it? Oh. It seems we have a little something in common then, hmm.”

“thank you- you’re a goddess.” she let out a dramatic sob; giving a nod, “i’m good- i think.. just no more drinks- maybe water or coffee.” she suggested; already taking the remote beside her as she became covered with a smile, “nightmare on elm street?” she asked before making her pick.

“I know,” Summer beams and decides that she’d like to make herself a hot chocolate, alongside the other’s coffee. “Coffee is magic, I swear,” she tells as she makes her way to the kitchen. “Yeah, that sounds fine,” she replies as she makes their drinks, keeping half an eye on the other as she does.

“Up yours.”

“This particular jokes on you. I don’t get lonely.”

“ah, well, that makes sense. young kid, young mom. i probably should have had a kid by now. wasn’t exactly safe in my youngers years. lucked out there. no offense. oh, thanks, gym class was the only class i passed.” 

“Why would I be offended?” She scoffs, running a hand through her hair. “I was all about partying back then, definitely wasn’t ready for a kid either. I love him though, I do. Hmm, and when, exactly did you graduate?”

“Great minds think alike- netlix has my vote as well. -i love a good horror flick, let’s do it.. I got about three, maybe five.. most of them are stuffed up in my closet. -i’d offer to get them but i’m afraid to stand up.”

“Oh, thank God then. Don’t you worry, I can go get them for us. You let me know if you need a bucket though. I don’t do puke,” she tells before making her way through the other girls home. Ultimately, she’d decided that three blankets would suffice. It’d mean they each get one and then have one to share. “Alright, are you ready?” She asks, already moving to caterpillar wrap the other. “I’m going to order the pizza, you choose the movie.”

“exactly what you said- I so need a girls night.. fuck boys, I got netflix and disney plus.. we can find something there.”

“I vote Netflix. I’m not sure how much more Disney plus I can handle with a five year old. Oh, how’s horror sound? We can curl up nice and cozy on the couch, how many blankets do you have?”

“oh i trust you. i want nothing to do with a kid. five though. you don’t look old enough to have a five year old. you’ve got some nice genes there.”

“Consider me flattered, however, I had him young. You aren’t so bad yourself, I suppose.”