✿MOANA✿
"What's the tasteless news you have apart from picking your wedding date?" Dylan asked, his voice flat and bored.
"Dylan," Richard cautioned, his tone sharp.
Dylan just rolled his eyes.
My mom ignored the exchange, too excited to let Dylan's mood dampen hers. "We're having a family bonding trip next week! We leave Friday evening and come back Sunday evening." She clasped her hands together. "We're going to the Maldives!"
"I knew it was tasteless," Dylan said without missing a beat. "Never expected it to be sour, though."
He turned and walked toward the stairs without sparing anyone another glance.
"Dylan!" Richard called after him, but Dylan was already gone, his footsteps heavy on the stairs until his door slammed shut upstairs.
An awkward silence filled the living room.
