Chapter 24 || What soup do you want?

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Chapter 24 || What soup do you want?

"What do you think of the Tim Horton's Christmas cup?" Tyler asked as he regarded the the coffee in his hand. "Personally I think they went the wrong direction with this thing. I liked the old one better."

"I think the new ones look cool, we had the old ones for a couple of years now anyways," I replied. Sticking my key into the lock and letting the apartment door swing open.

"Older is better though," Tyler replied, shrugging off his coat.

"Well..."

"Okay in some instances it isn't. I mean having sex with an old person would suck." he conceded.

"Not exactly what I was thinking of, but hey. Whatever floats your boat." I said, rolling my eyes.

I heard a snort resound from the kitchen. Indicating that no actual reply was coming my way.

I let out a sigh as i threw my jacked onto the back of the couch, dropping the shopping bags onto the coffee table.

"So what shall it be? Comedy or action?" My brother asked as he entered the room.

I looked over at the clock.

9:59

I wanted to go to bed. I really did. But I knew the moment my head hit the pillow I wouldn't be able to fall asleep.

This thing was going to kill me.

I looked back at the clock.

10:00

"Comedy." I said while grabbing the blanket lying on the back of the couch.

"How i met your mother it is."

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When the doorbell rang I knew exactly who was on the other side.

It was kind of obvious.

Sighing I dragged my butt off the couch, and started walking towards the door. My headache growing stronger with each step I took.

When I reached the door I yelled, well more liked croaked. "What the hell do you want?"

"I brought your soup." Was his stupid ass response.

"Leave it in front of my door. I'll get it once you leave."

"No."

Cursing, I opened the door, swinging it open to find Noah standing with coffee in the one hand, and a bag of food in the other.

"Peace offerings." he said.

I snorted.

I really needed to stop doing that, it was kind of hard though, especially when you are constantly surrounded by dumbness.

I turned around and walked back into my apartment and flopped back onto the couch.

Why i let him in baffles me. Oh right, I really wanted that soup.

"So any specific reason why you are here?" I asked, grabbing the remote of the coffee table, starting to flip through the channels.

"You were sick, I came to take care of you."

|| AUTHORS NOTE ||

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