At my bro'sMy name is Mitch. I just moved out of my parent's house so now I am trying to find a new place to live in. For now, I live in a hotel. My phone started buzzing as loud as a annoying birds chipping. I picked it up, and said, "hello?" I asked.
"Oh hey, Mitchell. It's you brother Sam. What's up?" My brother asked.
"Oh, nothing much. What's up with you?" I asked.
"Oh nothing either... It's kind of boring, living here all alone. But, well um are you lonely too?" Said my brother kind of nervously.
"Oh yeah. But I wouldn't really call it LONELY." I replied.
"Oh, well then you don't have to pay your bills anymore, well.. You can help me with my bills maybe. Just work is so hard, now we're all grown up... But what I am trying to say is, well... Would you like to live with me?" My brother asked.
"Oh sure Sam! When do you want me to start living there?" I answered, with a big smile. I leaned forward on my knees.
"Maybe any day this week, I'm thinking Thursay. Any time you want." Sam said, kind of excited.
"Okay! See you then!" I dealed.
"Okay. See ya." I hanged up, and brushed my teeth.
I quickly put on my clothes. I slowly looked at myself at the mirror and winked at myself, and winked. I ran down the halls of the hotel to get breakfast. People yelled, "hey!" Or "watch where you're going, bud!"
I still ran and got some cereal. I poured some milk into the bowl, and sat down. I slowly ate, as the milk spilt out of my mouth back into my bowl or on my lap.
I couldn't wait to go Sam's house.