y’all ever see a sibling interaction in media and just know….it was written by an only child
It’s weird when sibilings apologize in the movies. Because sibilings only apologize when they did something really really bad, like murder someone or something, otherwise the sibilings just casually start to talk to each other as if nothing had happened.
Siblings in a movie making up: I’m so sorry I hurt you…you’re not only my sister, you’re my best friend.
Siblings in real life making up: Lmao idk if you’re still mad bitch but look at this meme really quick.
“ a siblings only cruise sounds DEPRESSING . we’d
get sick of each other so fast i’d drown you in the pool
when i’m sure no one’s around to watch me do it … & then we’d lose regionals , because the irish guy who’s name i don’t remember would have to take your place – he has no diction & dances like an inflatable outside a car dealership. chin up , blaine warbler – life only gets shittier so , enjoy the mediocrity it offers from time to time . ”
“Okay. Siblings only with the exception of a really cute pool attendants. Listen. I didn’t think about specifics—hold on. You so wouldn’t drown me in the pool. No way. You love me. Even if you are two seconds away from one of your signature eyerolls I like to think have been reinvented in their severity just for me. Besides, if Rory took my place, you’d miss me too much. Great visual on the dance comparison, though. Please don’t tell anyone I said that. I’ll enjoy the ride but I’m taking you with me and getting rid of the poolside shenanigans.”
“ look , if i had to choose between one night with you or winning the lottery , i’d still choose the lottery , but i’d have to REALLY think about it & that alone speaks louder than a lousy pickup line … god knows i love bling . ”
“Thank you, Santana. Better promose me one thing. After you win the lottery? I’d make you take me on a step-siblings only cruise somewhere warm with palm trees. Where there’s zero snow and the words ‘what are we doing for regionals and why is no one listening to me’ are forbidden. Otherwise? I might get offended your company can be bought by some bling.”
Blaine pulled his heel towards the back of his thigh as he balled up and reclined into the corner of the sofa. It went without saying that his first week at McKinley had him feeling so new and out of touch. His friends were only a school away but that might as well be forever and a day when it boiled down to what it felt like. He was homesick for a place that all he wanted to do was return to. Lonely when he was surrounded by new, friendly faces. For her, he was doing his best to put on a brave facade. Tell himself that this round at public school wouldn’t end the way the previous one had. If he was a little more careful, a little more guarded and exuded Blaine Warbler. Even without the Warbler part. It’d work. God, he hoped so.
Apparently, he was doing a horrible job at hiding the mixed bag of emotions he was feeling on an hourly basis. Any sort of knock on his favorite girl’s school, her life, her friends or their new familial relationship couldn’t be any further from his intention. He’d made that abundantly clear with an apology on an hourly basis, it seemed like. What he was struggling with wasn’t anything to do with her. Yet, he was infinitely grateful when Santana showed up into the living room with a cake that had to be as tall as his head. Hazel eyes widened and he made a yearning sound unlike any he’d ever heard himself make.
“How many layers of chocolate is that? And oh my god. Please tell me you brought two forks?” Lifting the edge of the blanket he had draped over his legs, he motioned her to join him with a wave of his hand. “Sorry if I was quiet tonight. I’m really going to stop this sooner rather than later. I promise.”
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