"Angelo, you're an idiot." I heard my mother mutter as I walked into the kitchen.
Because of the lack of sleep I have gotten recently, I fell asleep and now woke up after my nap. It was near 5 o'clock.
"I beg to differ Mrs.Mills," Angelo chuckled weakly.
He was sitting on the counter top as my mom dabbed his cheek with a cloth.
"Stop moving will you? You've done plenty of damage so now let me fix it." she scolded him to which Angelo only chuckled at again.
"At least he did the job for me." Galen added with a sly grin.
"Galen," my mom said sternly as she glared at him. "You both get yourself into enough trouble, I don't see what made you need to do this."
"Long story, Mrs.Mills, long story," Angelo responded. "But it was reasonable. Trust me on that one."
"What's going on?" I said,
