Sibling antics of a random Wednesday:
Me: *leaves the bathroom to return to the couch where all my stuff is*
My younger brother: *is in my seat*
Me, pausing: I don't care if you sit there, but I'm going to need that blanket.
Him: *looks at me, like he's going to say something he knows I won't like*
Him, who had been baking previously and cannot drive: We're out of brown sugar.
Me, sighing: I'll go get dressed.
Us: *walks out of the store with brown sugar in hand*
Me, who paid: You owe me.
Him: I'll give you your $4.32.
Him: I'll do it in coins.
Him: I will give you 432 pennies.
Him: Or I'll pay you in dimes.
Me, strained: I suppose... that's better than pennies.
Him: I'd still have to give you two pennies.
Our mom: *goes into her room with her speaker on, brings it into the bathroom, and it sounds super loud in the living room/kitchen*
My younger brother and I: *Shares a look*
Him: Should I text her? It'll interrupt her music.
Me: *Stands, and knocks incessantly on her door*
Me: I don't mean to be rude, but that is so loud.
My younger brother: Yeah!
Me: Come out here, close the door, and tell me that again.
Her: *does that* It's not that loud.
My younger brother and I: *both gesture to our earbuds in our ears*
My younger brother: How do I use these?
Me, getting up from the couch: Use what?
Him: *gestures vaguely at muffin liners*
Me, worried he's just going to set muffin liners with muffin batter in the oven: Where is the muffin tin?
Him: *Gestures to the other side of the counter*
Me: How many muffins do you want to make.
Me: Ok, give me nine then.
Him: *mixing as I put the muffin liners into the muffin tin* Should I put spam in them?
Me, wondering what he's talking about: What?
Him: Should I put spam in them?
Me, turns around to look him in the eyes: Say that again.
Him, hesitates, before realizing what he said: Pam.
