My brother Adam is my bestest friend of all my friends in the entire world. And while he’s always had my back since I was 2 days old (the first day he wanted to leave me in the hospital), I thoroughly enjoyed sabotaging him and getting him in trouble with our parents because… little sisters.
When we were small we shared a bedroom. This conversation happened as I remember it, when Adam was around 6 years old and I was 3.
Adam calls me to our bedroom… My side of the room is ridiculously clean. I am confused.
Adam: Look!
Me: Yah.
Adam: It’s so clean!
Me: Yah.
Adam: Did you clean your room?
Me: Yah.
Adam: Are you suuuure..?
Me: Yah. I clean my room.
Adam: You’re lying!
Me: No!
Adam: You’re a liar!
Me: No! I not lying. I clean my room myself!
Adam: No you didn’t! I cleaned your room. It was me! (points his finger at me) HA-HA-HA-HA!
What a dumbass.
