I looked up from my book, and stared towards the bedroom.
The voice was so faint, I could barely hear it.
I dropped my book and ran.
"Kurt?! Are you ok? Are you having a heart attack??"
He looked up at me with sad eyes.
"I need water."
"I texted you like ten minutes ago!"
"My phone isn't next to- WHAT DID YOU DO???"
His text books were COVERED in candy wrappers.
"Um, I didn't mean to. It just sort of happened."
"YOU ATE YOUR WHOLE EASTER BASKET??"
"Yeah. And it made me thirsty."
I stared at him in silence.
If today wasn't his birthday, he would be in so much trouble right now. He's had that basket for, what? 3 hours now?
That has to be a record.
Happy Easter you guys.