The Annoying Little Mutt
A R C H E R
Twenty-two years old
“Archie!”
I pulled my head up and found her rushing towards me while I was lounging in the living room and playing video games, “Ah, the annoying little mutt is here.” I mumbled while chuckling.
“You are more annoying.” She hollered while laughing as she jumped onto the couch of my living room. “Ugh, you are playing that lame game again.” She rolled her eyes at me and grabbed my bowl of nachos. “Don’t you have a better game aside from that lame NBA?”
“You are the one who is lame.”
“No I am not.” She barked right away, defending herself. “You are already an NBA player and you still play that?”
“Haters are gonna hate.” I chimed as I focused on playing with my video game.
“Potatoes are gonna potate.” She throws some nachos i
