Hybrid

I cross my arms as I sit on the sofa in front of the TV on the first floor. Lily was sitting next to me, brushing her teeth.

“Come on, go to the bathroom and do it.”

“But I wanna sit with kiwi.” She says almost inaudibly as foaming toothpaste froth drips down the corner of her mouth. I roll my eyes and pick her up, taking her to her room. I wait until she finishes brushing her teeth and put her in the bath while I pick out her clothes from the hundreds of choices in her closet. I don’t know when he found the time to do this but our closets were completely racked from top to bottom with various styles of clothes. Where did he even find this?

I had to admit, the choices weren’t bad at all. Especially since he had thought to put in every possible style- from goth to cute girly clothes. I smack my face. He’s making it too hard to leave! I am so in love with this closet, I want to be buried in it when I die. Forget the graveyard. Forget cremation. Just put me in here and my soul shall rest