Breyson's P.O.V
We stepped into my house and suddenly something crossed my mind.
"Groceries!" I cursed under my breath.
"You're kidding me...there's nothing here to eat!" Bel yelled as soon as she opened the fridge.
"The more reason why you need to check on me from time to time." I pretended. I was actually ashamed to invite Bel over with my empty fridge in place. If the fridge would speak, it would probably be laughing and teasing me right now.
"How sure are you that that fridge isn't laughing at you right now?!" The invisible half of me teased.
"Breyson that's a silly excuse!" She yelled.
"Okay my Worship, I surrender. I plead guilty." I said while putting my hands at the back of my head, something that forced her to laugh.
"So what are we going to eat! I'm hungry." She asked while bouncing on the couch.
"You do realize that I'm edible?!" I teased, just eat me.. I'm all yours.
"What am I going to do with you?" She laughed.
