Fourth Meal - Rating: Child

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Fourth Meal - Rating: Child

Post by WritingOutOfHabit on Sun Nov 27, 2011 9:42 pm

"Chelsea, Chelsea--"
He's at my bed and he tugs on my hair.
He's only a year younger, at 17,
than I am.
"I'm hungry."
He seems so pathetic,
so helpless.

"Eat some Ramen."
"We're out." I. Hate. Those. Words.
"What do you want?"
"Burritos!" I check the clock.
"It's midnight, Jamie."

Silence, a blush and then a pout.
He's won.
"Damn it, fine. But you're paying.
Go get the keys."
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