"Calder, how long are you going to hide in here?" Esai asked as he poked his brother's face with a broccoli floret. Calder turned his head slightly and chomped on the broccoli, gazing at his brother with a pathetic look, head resting on his desk. Esai looked at the jagged stem and shrugged. He went right back into his assault without much care.
"I don't get it, shouldn't you be happy now? I thought you got the go ahead to court your beloved Syria." Esia said as he watched his brother gobble up the broccoli stem. He munched slowly with a deadpan face. "Calder," Esai called out.
"Meh."
"Calder,"
"M-eeeh."
"Calder!"
"No."
"Sigh, baby brother."
"Not a baby."
"You're acting like one right now!"
"Feed me then!"
"Feed yourself!"
"No!"
"Why are you being so difficult?!"
"Meh."
