Hate Me

열여섯

"mark! you better start getting ready!" he heard joey yell at him.

he rolled his eyes and grumbled.

he didn't want to go to the freaking stupid concert.

it was only 5:00 pm and his brother was already making him get ready??

who the hell does he think he is?

mark closed his eyes, getting ready to take a nap. he was going to get ready...but not yet.

he was almost asleep until someone barged into his room.

gosh, he can never get any privacy.

he could feel his covers being ripped off his body.

"hey!" mark opened his eyes and yelled out.

"i told you to start getting ready!" joey shouted right at his face.

mark shoved his brother's face away.

"it's only 5:00 pm, why the hell do i need to get ready so early?" mark whined.

"um, for your information, it's already 5:13. also, don't you realize that the venue is 30+ minutes away? and you take as long as a girl does, so move your freaking body right now before i push you off your bed."

"yah! don't forget i'm still older than you," mark warned.

joey rolled his eyes. "sometimes you don't act like it. now move."

joey turned to leave and mark quickly stuck his middle finger at his joey's back. as if joey felt his middle finger, joey stuck out his middle finger at him without even looking.

mark grumbled.

the disrespect was so real. mark thought and got up to get ready for the stupid concert.

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oh gosh, this was horrible 😩
next chapter will be better, promise