Oh, Youth (OTA)
Wendy had the attention span of a gnat. He always had, and it was starting to get to him as he laid upside down on the couch with a straw in his mouth. In his hand he held the remote and was casually flipping through channels, humming softly as the nibbled on the end of the straw. His feet were propped up and moved side to side to a rhythm that only Wendy could hear.
He stopped at a commercial about a vacuum and tilted his head, laughed and proceed in changing the channels. His next stop was at some music videos and he watched for a moment. Holding the remote to his chest as a group of girls danced on the screen, behind them were strobe lights in multiple colors. He tilted his head one way, then the other and gave a short laugh, tapping his foot to the beat of the song.
"Wow, that looks really weird upside down."
He stopped at a commercial about a vacuum and tilted his head, laughed and proceed in changing the channels. His next stop was at some music videos and he watched for a moment. Holding the remote to his chest as a group of girls danced on the screen, behind them were strobe lights in multiple colors. He tilted his head one way, then the other and gave a short laugh, tapping his foot to the beat of the song.
"Wow, that looks really weird upside down."