Fourth Meal

My time with my brother, spent in fun moments...

"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."

Author's Note

Real story.

Reviews

[MissSpazztastic]

Glad you got the reference! Lol! I love TB also, it's just... I don't love it so much at that time of the morning.

[VanillaNinja13]

I love Taco Bell!!!! lol