Slow down

Hi there, I'm Arin Spades. You may or may not know me. Yeah. I'm weird and I'm sixteen years old. Woohoo, isn't that cool? No? Okay, I'll shut up now.

[evan-griffin-blog]

Not all of them, no. But after three years here, I’d beg to differ, love.

[arinspades-blog]

Hmm, is there mere annoyance or definite hatred for the student population? 

[skylarhastings]

The bedtime wars.

I am ready to fight, cadet.

[arinspades-blog]

Hmph. Well, I hope you're ready to lose. 

[evan-griffin-blog]

Sometimes I think that maybe I’ll float around and talk to new people at school — a hopeful thought in the mornings, more or less. But within moments, I find myself saying… Nahh. 

[evan-griffin-blog]

[arinspades-blog]

People around here aren't that bad. 

[skylarhastings]

Damn right. We’re like an army. I don’t know if you could handle it.

[arinspades-blog]

You make it sound like we're waging a war against each other. 

[ashtonthornton]

10, 7, and 4. 

It’s an.. interesting combination, but at least none of them wear diapers. 

[arinspades-blog]

Yes, be thankful that none of them wear diapers. Although, I have to say, kids are.. well, I don't know.. I like kids. They're so innocent and happy. 

[ashtonthornton]

I don’t know how to handle children; so, why do I always babysit for this family? Maybe if I just sit here and look at them, they won’t hurt themselves.

[arinspades-blog]

How old are the kids? 

[lionxheart]

How am I acting like a kid? Please explain.

[arinspades-blog]

You're annoying and frustrating and immature. Yeah. The last time I felt my patience wearing this thin was when I babysat my aunt's daughter, so... I'm not even gonna bother explaining.  

[skylarhastings]

Me. My Spencer. Riley. Mollie. 

You didn’t, but I could sense it.

[arinspades-blog]

Ah, so there's a troop of you. Maybe I should try it sometime, but then I'll probably just end up staring at the ceiling. 

'

Mhm. 

[lionxheart]

What’s my age got to do with anything, exactly?

[arinspades-blog]

I'm trying to see if your age explains why you act like a kid half the time I'm talking to you. 

[skylarhastings]

I always go to bed at 10PM. That’s responsible.

You don’t believe me. 

[arinspades-blog]

Well, that's surprising. Who even goes to sleep at 10 PM these days? 

Uh-huh, you're assuming things. When did I ever say that? 

[lionxheart]

Am I suppose to apologize for that?

Kind of, yeah.

[arinspades-blog]

I don't expect you to. 

...How old are you?

[lionxheart]

That’s nice.

As if it weren’t obvious already that I “make you” run out of comebacks. 

[arinspades-blog]

You're such a smartass. Seriously.

Is it my fault that I'm not as snappy as you are? 

[skylarhastings]

Are you insinuating that I’m not always responsible, Ms. Spades?

I’ll have you know, I am the most responsible.

[arinspades-blog]

Right. How exactly are you responsible, Mr. Hastings..? 

If you say so. 

[skylarhastings]

Homework status: complete. All of it. Now I’ve got the weekend to do whatever the fuck I want. I’m a very, very happy boy.

[arinspades-blog]

Well, someone's being responsible. 

[lionxheart]

Dunno, figure it out. I think I was telling you that you assume too much. 

Once or twice. Are you adding to it?

[arinspades-blog]

....I don't like you. 

You make me run out of comebacks, so yes. 

[lionxheart]

I think you just assume too much, honestly. That’s a real issue, y’know.

[arinspades-blog]

Are you telling me that I have issues? Or issue..? Ugh. I don't know. 

Has anyone ever told you how frustrating you are? 

[lionxheart]

I’m not stubborn. How do you even get that out of such a short interaction? And yeah, I guess we do.

I mean a lot of things. It’s difficult to explain. 

[arinspades-blog]

You don't exactly display a sense of being not stubborn. 

Fine, then.