Goddammit Dan

Awaiting for me was the absolute menace of our family. You might think Alex is the bad boy, but worse is Dan and no one ever wants to come his way.

Nor his room.

Throwing the purse on the bed of his, I begin.

"Dan, my girl days are almost here. Fuck off." I say as politely as possible about that situation. The hormones were starting to kick in, making me irritated and agitated at everything available to be angered on.

"Aw, but I can't wait until your days finish! I want you now!"

That's the con.

Dan always gets what he wants but the thing is that we have been under the same roof for almost a year and a half now so let's face it. I have been habituated to their shit for more than a year to recover from their nagging and boasting.

They often agree upon whose ding-dong is longer or thicker. They shamelessly ask me for opinions because I have 'personal experience' with them after all.

One word: Ew.

"Dan, I'm being serious," I say as I watch the smile being washed off his face. "At least