The Glass Castle (Part 6)

After the phone book was found and the takeout was ordered, Cleo and Death sat down at a table like the normal people they weren't. 
"What do you want to do when the food gets here?"
"Eat it," said Death.
"Someday I'm going to kill you," said Cleo calmly.
Death paused. "You do realize how impossible that is?" he said.
"Yeah, but I can still...tickle you."
"I'm not threatened by that," said Death.
"Yeah, well." she said, shrugging. "But seriously. What do you want to do when the food gets here?"
"Do you...want to...watch a movie? Maybe?" said Death.
"Sure. But something tells me that we don't like the same movies," said Cleo.
Death stood up. "What makes you think that?" he asked her, opening a cupboard and taking out a glass. 
"Because you have bad taste and I have good taste."
"You don't even know that yet!" said Death, as he turned on the tap. "I could have better taste than you!"
"Nobody has better taste than me." said Cleo, crossing her arms over her chest and tipping back her chair.
"Okay. Let's sort this out. Do you like action movies?"
"Depends on if they're good or not." Death rolled his eyes. 
"Do you like rom-coms?"
"I'm offended that you could suggest such a thing! How horrible! Rom-coms are the absolute scum of the earth!" she said, as her eyes widened.
"Well, that's just wrong. Rom-coms are the best."
"Oh my God! That's so adorable. Death likes rom-coms. I don't even know what to say to that."
"Shut up."
"Okay," she said. "How about British detective shows?"
"YES."
"Same! We should totally watch Sherlock."
"This is perfect. Indian food and Sherlock with friends."
"Yes. This will be perfection." said Cleo, getting up. "But only the first season. Everything just goes downhill after that."
"True. Just the first season," Death said, nodding.
"On repeat."
"Forever."
Cleo laughed, and Death wanted to grin at her again, which scared him a little. So he coughed and then started choking a little instead.
"Oh my God, are you okay?" said Cleo.
Death, with a red face and hoarse voice replied "dlfjhadsfiu."
"...I'm gonna take that as a no."
"Sadljaflsdhafliuhsdaf," he said.
"Let's go watch Sherlcok."
"Slhdljhlidasfhlafhddfsjhg," said Death.





 

PeachesMalone

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