Somehow my responses in this text conversation have disappeared so I've tried to remember them.
Gwen: I'm the favorite kid right now you know. (I'm the only one here, usually it's you though.)
Me: (Something like, nah, silly, that's not true, referring to the favorite usually being me.)
Gwen: I know. It IS silly of me to think I'm the favorite right now. Of course it's still you.
Me: (No clue what I said here.)
Gwen: I figured you'd be ok with being the favorite.
Me: (Something like that's not true, and mom and dad wouldn't admit to it, anyway.)
Gwen: Of course it is and yes they would, if the proper 'questioning methods' were used!
Me: (Approx.: What methods?)
Gwen: TORTURE
Me: (Uh, that wouldn't work.)
Gwen: Why?
Me: (It's against the law for one.)
Gwen: I didn't specify THAT kind of torture.
Me: (No clue what I said here.)
Gwen: Why do you always assume the worst of me?
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