TheClosetKidnapper

Mark I look back at Selena and shrug, sipping my drink, "Depends. If this doesn't go so well, probably. Haven't thought about that part of my future yet."

Lol. Nice. I don't get actual money... I get... treats . Every once and a while, I either get something small that I said I wanted a while back (usually ...

Louis I flash a smile and watch her for a moment before looking back at the movie. What does this make us? Are we...together, or just whatever?

Mark I glance around the room, sipping on my drink, and try to think of anything to say.

*shrugs* True. But it's like...unpaid manual labor. I, like, need to request that I get an allowance from doing all this s**t.

Louis I sit back and get comfortable, still holding her hand.

Mark I follow her down there and order us the same old drinks as ever, sitting with her by my side.

God, me too. Like, I have to write all my mom's emails to the school. And have to help my sister with everything. All the while I'm just sitting there ...

Louis She tenses, anxious, and I hear the distant sirens. Sighing, I study her before focusing on the movie and taking her hand.

Mark I stand and hold out my hand, "Down to the bar we shall go."

Wtf... My dad makes me do the same thing sometimes, just not for homework. Other stuff. It's so ridiculous. They have the capability to do it, so why the hell ...

*nods* That was the day I flipped out on her because of my dog. She acted like a total b****. Can't say I acted any better though....

Morning.

Aw. Okay. Night.

Louis I smile and nod, "Sure."