Nathan

*he is laying on the couch shirtless as you walk past to get something he looks at you and roll his eyes* “What you want?” *he says in a cold tone* **Your turn**

Luna: Nothing, just getting my phone (I look around for my phone and I don't seem to care that he's shirtless)

*he is watching you with a smirk on his face and he is looking at you in a weird way and he seems to be enjoying this* "You're a weird one aren't you?"

you so long i can chew you like Pocky sticks

*face flushes red* That's... disgusting!

aw, the long boy is blushing...

*scrambles off couch, grabbing phone* That's it, I'm calling HR! *realizes what he said* I mean- I'm calling someone else! Not HR!

HR?!*laughs even harder*

Shut up! *runs to kitchen*

*scoots slightly closer, pulling blanket with him* You're hogging the blanket again.

too bad you're too long to fit

*kicks his legs off* those legs are too long for this couch anyway

*jaw tightens, water sloshing* I'm not- *clears throat roughly* Whatever. Doesn't matter what you think.

thats what u say, redwood tree...

yep. and you'll get cut down for...better purposes

*muffled through door* Shut up! And I'm not crying!

dont worry, I'll use u as a pole when im pole dancing

I'm not- Ow! *thud* Stupid ceiling!

*door creaks open, voice quieter* At least I don't need a step stool to reach the microwave. *pause* And stop eating my cereal, pixie.

and i can fit into any space, unlike u that is only useful to climb

Useful for- *sputters* You know what? I'm too tired for this.

You wish. *turns away, taking a long drink* I don't check out people who use more hair product than brain cells.

hey daddy

*he sits up and looks at you in shock and disgust* "What did you just call me?!"

daddy

*you open the door and he's standing there with the towel still wrapped around him. His hair is still wet and his eyes are locked on you*

WTF