“I know you don’t think I’m about to clean up this mess.” Spice frowned, eyeing the sink full of dirty dishes.
“You’re on kitchen duty, right?” Scottie replied.
“I am, but that doesn’t mean I’m about to clean up this.”
“Right,” Shugg cosigned. “And then you didn’t even make enough food for everybody.”
“Lil girl, watch who you’re talking to. Let’s not forget who’s the adult,” Scottie reprimanded.
“Girl bye. Don't try to use that adult card because you’re not an adult when you’re texting my phone asking where my brother at or trying to see who's over here. Nah, you’re our friend then, right?” Shugg chimed in.
“Look, I’m not about to go back and forth with yall. Wash the damn dishes and go outside and play.”
“Aye, don’t talk to my sister like that,” Logic barked, stepping into the kitchen.
“Did you hear how they were talking to me?” Scottie bucked her eyes. “All I did was tell her to clean up the kitchen.”
“Yea, after you came in here making bacon, pancakes, eggs, and hashbrowns fortwo.” Spice twisted her lips.
“And then think my sister about to clean it up. Tuh. Could’ve never thought,” Shugg added.
“Chill out,” Logic warned her before addressing Scottie. “You didn’t make enough for everybody?”
“No. I was trying to make you breakfast in bed.” Scottie held up the tray of food.
“That’s cool and all, but they still gotta eat.” Logic couldn't deny that the food looked amazing and the aroma made his stomach growl. As bad as he wanted to tear into the plate, he couldn’t do it.
“There’s cereal.” Scottie furrowed her eyebrows. “I don’t have to make them food whenever I want to make us something. They are damn near grown.”
“Nah, we don’t do shit like that. When someone cooks, they make enough for everybody.” Logic frowned at her, remembering why they broke up in the first place. Scottie was selfish.
“I’m straight. I’ll DoorDash me something.” Spice stormed out of the kitchen.
“Right, keep yo burnt bacon and hard eggs.” Shugg followed her sister. “Could’ve never thought we was about to clean up after her ugly self.”
Logic chuckled.
“You not gone say nothing to them?” Scottie questioned, placing the tray on the counter. “You think I wanna cook for them and they always getting smart with me?”
“You’re in their space, Scottie. I don’t know what kinda household you were raised in, but in here, everybody eats. Cereal is an appetizer and don’t fill nobody up.”
“Wow, so much for me trying to do something nice for you.” She stormed past him. Logic’s head fell back, and a low groan escaped his lips. This was the shit he didn’t have time for, and he hated that he had to explain simple things to her. While he appreciated Scottie being there, he didn’t have time to play referee.
“What’s all the noise?” Sage yawned, coming out of his room.
“What time did you come in?” Logic interrogated, ignoring his question.
“Like one. Scottie said I could hang out at the park.”
“Since when is it ok for you to be outside at one in the morning at the park?”
“Scottie said-
“Bro, don’t make me fuck you up. Your curfew is ten. I don’t care if I'm not here, the rule still stands. Try that shit again and I’m going to blow your shit out.”
“I’m not a lil kid, bro. Why do I even have a curfew?” Sage sucked his teeth.
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