Ashers to Ashers, Dust to Dust (Gee I wonder who this is) Jan 4, 2017 22:45:12 GMT
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Jan 4, 2017 22:45:12 GMT
"Sorry I can't afford your premium exclusives. I'm too busy spoiling my girlfriend rotten," Isaac joked. It sure was a good thing he was wearing a mask, or Asher would see him smiling and trying not to laugh. "Maybe once I've hit the big time I'll see about shelling out for the deluxe package. It'd be a riot seeing what you'd try to come up with, at least." No. Stop. You're pissed at Asher, and not being swayed. Him helping cheer you up didn't change the fact that he put you in this aggravation in the first place, and that several of his comments were seriously over the line.
Sometimes, Isaac really wished he could hate Asher.
Isaac groaned as Asher brought up the metal pans. "Oh, you gotta be kidding me! He went through with that one?" Isaac asked, groaning. "At least the teacups has some merit. Shit, I'd let you break a few teacups to get a handle on some self-control. But he was lucky the pan plan didn't end with you, like, erupting into flame and burning the house down. Or getting his neck snapped. I swear, we're having a little talk about this later. I'm sorry for all that. When he gets excitable, he can be really hard to talk down."
He cocked an eyebrow at the mention of hugs. "Depends. What kind of hugs?" he asked, tone a little bit curious. Damnit, there was no way snuggling into those big, beefy arms could be good for Elliot's developing psyche! Asher was way too dreamy to be left alone with his impressionable little bro!
At mention of disliking, Isaac shrugged. "Never said you dislike me. Just that you can't stand me," Isaac explained. "I mean, I dunno what else to call being so uncomfortable with me that you run out of the break room the second I crash between shifts. I'll buy you not liking me, but I'm just calling the rest as I see it.
So what's the problem, then? Like me too much?" Isaac clearly did not realize how that could be taken.