My brother just simply told the whatever you call that person a.. "Sandwich Maker"? to put on ketchup in the sandwich! You see I don't like Ketchup with beef strips! And I have never in my life ever asked ANYONE to put ketchup in my sandwiches. It was either BBQ or Chilli sauce. I was like. WHY DIDN'T U ASK ME? How can you just decide whatever I want? and my brother said that I always liked it with ketchup. SINCE WHEN DID I SAY THAT?? IT WAS ALWAYS BBQ With the bad mood I had already. It made me upset so I just went along. AND HERE'S THE BETTER PART
We got the food, I was in my "Okay, okay whatever emo mood and slightly pissed mood" I wanted to take it and all of a sudden. My brother grabs it from me spill my mom's coffee and my tea on the tray. Said that I don't deserve it. My dad butted in and told him "Its okay just eat whatever food you have" i just nodded. My dad tried to give it to me but my hell of a brother snatched it from me and said it was his and no one should care about me, to just leave me alone without eating anything. So he ended up eating 2 sandwiches. I was glad cause he started to look sick when he ate the other sandwich. : I ordered another one. This time with Chilli sauce since they didn't have any BBQ sauce. And I ate away thinking that every bite makes him feel like dying. So yeah, went back home with the angriest and moodiest look for a Saturday. But luckily enough I had Chocolate milk to wash it all away! It really does hit the spot!
:heart: K.R xxx