Dove
There was something about the sun and the smell of the sea that just made me tired. Daniel and Benecio were in a long debate about which Taco truck was better for us to order lunch from. Whenever I tried to put in my two cents the debate only got hotter.
Soft or hard shell. That's what it all came down to and when I suggested why don't we just get both they argued it would defeat the purpose. This must have been what it was like to live with brothers. Useless arguments that held far too much pressure.
At a point I just gave up and laid down letting my skin get a good tan whilst Daniel's phone was being yanked back and forth between them. I just told myself the day they came to a conclusion I would eat for now I would starve.
The argument quickly came to an end when I heard Benecio gasp. He must have finally made up his mind. "You're back!" He screamed.
