Writing Prompt#77 (Lunchbox)
"Can you give this to Sam?" my mom said as I was leaving.
I raised an eyebrow at her.
"What?" she asked.
"Why are you spoling him?"
"He's... be," she said under her breath.
"What?" my turn to ask her.
"Nothing," she said with a bright smile.
I eyed her suspiciously and grabbed the lunch box.
"Okay, I'm going," I said as I waved goobye.
Walking down the second floor of the apartment building I hear giggles and laughs. Looking up I found a teenage couple.
"Could you mind watching where you're...
I raised an eyebrow at her.
"What?" she asked.
"Why are you spoling him?"
"He's... be," she said under her breath.
"What?" my turn to ask her.
"Nothing," she said with a bright smile.
I eyed her suspiciously and grabbed the lunch box.
"Okay, I'm going," I said as I waved goobye.
Walking down the second floor of the apartment building I hear giggles and laughs. Looking up I found a teenage couple.
"Could you mind watching where you're...