Bridget had been on the floor in front of Seifer, laying on his stomach and thumbing through a magazine of his own, one of the many he had filled with the sort of cute dresses and accessories he liked. He'd been thinking about getting a part time job at the cafe, both to prove to their parents he didn't need Seifer of all people looking out for him and to earn a little extra munny to enhance his wardrobe. And of course listening to some tunes on his headphones, which was just so ruuudely interrupted by Seifer.
Bridget let out a sigh, turning to look over his shoulder at his brother, and then at the kitchen which his brother was obviously closer to than he was, and then back at Seifer. Well, if he gave him lip, Seifer's mood would just get worse, and it'd be a looong evening in that case, so...
"What do you want?" Bridget set his headphones aside and closed his magazine, rolling up off the floor and straightening out his altogether way too short skirt and heading over to the kitchen.
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Date: 2016-03-17 04:54 am (UTC)Bridget let out a sigh, turning to look over his shoulder at his brother, and then at the kitchen which his brother was obviously closer to than he was, and then back at Seifer. Well, if he gave him lip, Seifer's mood would just get worse, and it'd be a looong evening in that case, so...
"What do you want?" Bridget set his headphones aside and closed his magazine, rolling up off the floor and straightening out his altogether way too short skirt and heading over to the kitchen.