I ain't been vampired. You've been Weatherwaxed
cell phone: displays Unknown Caller at 3.36 in the morning.
I pick up since I'm awake and all.
Me: this better not be a wrong number
Bro: it is generally believed that when one loves one's sibling and stuff, one will call every once in a while to let said beloved sibling know that they are loved and missed and oh, yeah, one is okay too.
(Please notice how our communication skills trump everything and everyone)
Me: it is also generally believed that when one is planning on inflicting sudden flights of passive-aggressiveness upon one's beloved sibling, one will, at least, take a look at the watch and remember time zones.
Bro: oh, shit.
Me: my thoughts exactly.
Bro: sorry, Eves. Call you later, yeah?
Me: OK.
Later being five-fifteen because he 'got bored waiting and, besides, everyone and their dogs know [I'm] already up at such ungodly hours' which is true but the principle remains that such ungodly hours were not made for socializing activities of any kind whatsoever. Anyway, the conversation turned to important stuff like how I'm a hobbit because I have second breakfasts and he's a delicate elf who needs his beauty sleep. Also how today's second breakfast involved carrots and tomatoes whereas his one and only was mostly burnt bacon.
Bro: like two drops of water, you and I.
Heh, I love my brother.
I pick up since I'm awake and all.
Me: this better not be a wrong number
Bro: it is generally believed that when one loves one's sibling and stuff, one will call every once in a while to let said beloved sibling know that they are loved and missed and oh, yeah, one is okay too.
(Please notice how our communication skills trump everything and everyone)
Me: it is also generally believed that when one is planning on inflicting sudden flights of passive-aggressiveness upon one's beloved sibling, one will, at least, take a look at the watch and remember time zones.
Bro: oh, shit.
Me: my thoughts exactly.
Bro: sorry, Eves. Call you later, yeah?
Me: OK.
Later being five-fifteen because he 'got bored waiting and, besides, everyone and their dogs know [I'm] already up at such ungodly hours' which is true but the principle remains that such ungodly hours were not made for socializing activities of any kind whatsoever. Anyway, the conversation turned to important stuff like how I'm a hobbit because I have second breakfasts and he's a delicate elf who needs his beauty sleep. Also how today's second breakfast involved carrots and tomatoes whereas his one and only was mostly burnt bacon.
Bro: like two drops of water, you and I.
Heh, I love my brother.