Can we episode 6 – 7

CAN
WE?? 💍
A Week & Night With A Spoilt Brat😩

💃Two spoilt Brats 🕺
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By Khalee ✏️
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Episode 6📺

🤫 DAY 1 🤫

Meryl POV 🤪

I roll unto my back and open my eyes slowly.I roll over to the edge of the bed and glance at the clock radio.

It reads 9:00am.

Am so hungry.

I climb out of the bed and went into the bathroom.

Oh God!
Why did my Dad do this to me?

He should’ve at least leave a maid .Now who’s gonna prepare my bathwater?

I stripped, instead of making use of the bathtub like I always do every morning,I made use of the shower.

Bath like what seem like forever before walking out of the bathroom.

I drying my body,I wake over to the wardrobe, brought out a red tracksuit.I walk over to the bed and drop the wears.

Sat on the stool by the dressing mirror,once I was done.I dress up and pack my hair in ponytail then roll it into a bun.

Made use of mascara,a light powder for my face and a red l¡pstick.

Pretty Meryl.

I winked at myself in the mirror.

Cyril POV 😜

I yawned as I sat up on the bed, stretching out.I climb out of the bed,check the clock radio .

10:10am

I stripped and walk into the bathroom with a towel around my w–st.

After brushing my teeth,I stare at the empty bathtub.
What?!

Don’t tell me! Oh my God!
I can’t believe I’ll have to prepare my bathwater myself.

Gosh.
My Dad should’ve been kind enough to leave one of my maids.

Now,the only way is using the shower.
Geez…

After bathing with a friend on my face throughout,I left the bathroom and dried my hair thoroughly then spray it.

I made use of my body lotion and turn to look at the bed but it was empty.
My clothes isn’t there.

What?
Am gonna do that myself again?

Unbelievable!
I drag my legs angrily to the wardrobe and opened it.Now,I don’t even know what to wear.

After contemplating for a while,I settled for a red tracksuit and went over to the dressing mirror.

Since am not going anywhere,I did not bother to make use of my jewelries.I just brush my hair and left the room.

I bumped into Meryl again and we both fell.

“Are you crazy? Are you blind , huh?Must you always bump into me?”.I yelled angrily.

“You moron! Are you blind too,huh?”.She yelled back.

Wait… What’s she wearing?

“Must you always wear the same thing as mine? What…Is it that you were peeping on me?”. I arched a brow.

“What? Peep on you? I should be saying that. Why do you always copy me too? Wait…Cereals,
You were actually peeping on me?”

I scoffed.

“Have you gone nuts? It seems you have. Why on Earth will I peep on a tiny thing like you?
No way.I have my pride to protect”.

“f–k off”. She yelled angrily,stood up and went back into her room.

Meryl POV 🤪

I can’t believe this Cyril of a guy. What’s he really peeping on me,or what?

I pulled the tracksuit off, angrily and reached for a short black gown.

Come to think of it,the clothes I just pulled off and the one,from last night.
Who’s gonna wash them?

What? No .It can’t be me. I’ve never wash before,so it definitely not me.

I went into the bathroom and brought out the clothes,from last night. I walk out with it and pack it with the tracksuit and threw it in a laundry basket.

At a corner,close to the wardrobe.

I stared at my bed.Who’s gonna make it for me now?
Arggghhh

I can’t believe this!
It a king size bed.I can’t make it.No,I can’t.

I left the room and proceeded to into the kitchen.

Cyril was sitting on a stool by the breakfast bar, Eating Tater tots.

I walk to the fridge and opened it.
Now I know why he’s eating that.

We finished the bread last night and there’s none again.

I don’t even know how to make tea,talkless of noodles.

And him, possibly,he might know how to cook.
He’s a spoilt brat like me though,I pray he does.

Cyril POV 😜

This the fifth satchet of Tater tots,am eating from. There’s foodstuffs in the house but I don’t even know how to make use of them.

The only thing I can prepare is coffee,only that. There’s baked beans and other canned foods in the fridge but what am I gonna do about it?

Even though there’s microwave,I can’t possibly heat any food. What of ,I get burnt or the food ,itself get burnt.

I heard footsteps,which I knew is Meryl’s. She walk over to the fridge and opened it

Yes..
Finally. She’s gonna have to cook,when she realize there’s no food.

“Cyril?”. I heard her call and I turn to her.

“Huh?”.

“Where is the Tater tots?”.

“Tater tots?”.

“Yeah”.

“Up there in the shelf”. I replied calmly.

Well.what to do? I have to be calm and cool, since I need her help.

“Can you help get it? Am not tall,you know”.

“Sure”.
I stood up ,opened the shelf and brought out a roll,which I hand over to her,she collected and settled on the second stool.

I wasn’t lying when I said, she’s a rude and spoilt brat.Not even a thank you.
Stupid b*tch!

I sat back on the stool and munch quietly.

Wait…. she’s eating from the third satchet .Does that mean, she’s not planning to cook? After I acted a nice guy?😬

No way! She has to cook. Am hungry.

I cleared my throat.

“What you planning to cook?”.

“Huh? Me?”. She asked with w¡den eyes, pointing at her chest.

“Yeah, obviously. We’re the only one in here”.

She ignored and continue eating.

Wait…Is she ignoring me now or what ? Am trying to be a gentle guy here!😒

“What are you planning to cook?”. I asked through gritted teeth.

“I heard you”.

“Then why are aren’t you giving me an answer?”.

She rolled her eyes.” Stop pestering me,am not your mother”.

She opened another satchet and I grab the remaining satchets.There’s just two rolls left in the shelf.

“What’re you doing?”. She questioned looking at me with bulgy eyes.

“I won’t watch you finish it”.

“Why?”.

“Because it just few left”.

“Listen,I want to cos am so hungry.Cant you see?”.

” Cook!”. I yelled and stood up from the stool leaving with the satchets of Tater tots in my hand.

I was almost at the door,when I heard her say.

“I don’t know how to cook”.

I freeze on that s₱0t,when I finally revive myself. I turned to her with surprise all over my face.😳

“You just speak a language I don’t understand. Something like Spanish. Speak the language,I understand”.

” You heard right,I aren’t speaking Spanish. I don’t know how to cook”. She repeated shamelessly.

” What do you mean, you don’t know how to cook? Why will you say that?”. I queired irritated.

” Because I don’t”.

No way!

This gat to be a joke,right?

Someone should please tell me,it is and probably wake me up,if this is dream.
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CAN
WE??💍
A Week & Night With A Spoilt Brat😩

💃Two spoilt Brats 🕺
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By Khalee ✏️
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Episode 7📺

🤫 DAY 1 Conts 🤫

Meryl POV 🤪

He stood transfixed on a s₱0t.

“Why won’t you know how to cook?”.

“I don’t have the time”.

” That’s hobbledehoy !! For Christ sake”.

” Well….Do you also know how to?”. I yelled angrily.

He’s starting to piss me off.

He chuckled.

“Do you have any shame at all? For f*ck sake,am a guy ,A guy!!”. He yelled back.

An ugly silence step in.

He came back and sat on the stool. Drop the Tater tots and push it towards me.

I grab it and cut off a satchet,tore it and start to munch.

He cleared his throat.

“How about noodles? You can at least cook that,right? There’s a carton in the shelf”.

I shrugged.” I don’t”.

” Holy shit!!! So what are we gonna eat now?”.

“We? You should think about yourself cos I don’t care about you”. I said with an eyeroll.

” That’s self centeredness!!”. He shouted.

” You can it whatever you like”.

” I can’t believe this,apart from the fact that you’re rude,sassy, grumpy and so on,you just add another to it.

Self Centered!
Now I have 99 reasons ,why I can’t marry someone like you”.

What?

” Are you crazy,Cereals!?!! You think I also wanna marry an assface like you?”. I smirked. ” Not even in my dream”.

” You’re unbelievable,lots of girls are out there…..

“I’ve heard that countless times as long as I remember,am not one of them”. I cut him off and roll my eyes.

” Am very sure,this whole shit is Martin’s idea. No one wanna marry his spoilt and ugly little brat,and now he want me to. No way!”.

I turned to him sharperly. ” You’ve gone nuts! I know for sure it Ross. That your bald head Dad”. I shot at him.

” What? Did you just call my Dad,a bald man?”.

“Well… That’s what I just said or am I lying in,any way?”.

He chuckled and I furrowed my eyes , wondering what’s funny.

“Yes he’s bald head but that’s better than a wood pecker”.

” What? Who’s the woodpecker?”.

” Martin of course,his nose is long like woodpecker’s mouth”. He chuckled hærd.

I glare at him, clenching my fist into a tight ball .

” I don’t blame you,I blame Nancy for not discipling you at all,you need to learn some manners!”.

” What? You’re saying I don’t have manners?”.

” Of course you don’t, instead of Nancy to teach you some manners. She’ll be busy rolling her big ass around the house”.

He bite hærd on his lip , glaring at me with tight fist,soon he loosen his fist and chuckled hærd.

“Well… isn’t that better than a frypan ass?”.

I narrowed my eyes. “Who are you talking about? Who is the frypan ass?”.

He burst out laughing.

“Alison of course,her ass is flat like a fry pan ass”.

Rage rush through my spine. ” Have you gone nuts! How dare you! Well..it better.Atleast My dad married her out of love not because of her body.

He’s better than your Dad,who married your Mom because of her big ass and they end up, birthing a milksop!”. I shot at him.

” Am not as spoilt as you are. Oh! You were saying something about discipline and manners stuff.
Trying to say,you received one,huh?”.

I smiled. ” Of course, can’t you see that”

” Of course I can,it very obvious. That’s why you’re such a great cook. I’ve never come across any chef ,who can cook than you!”. He burst out laughing.

Son of a b*tch!

I got up from the stool and went over to the fridge,I brought out a whiskey and shut the fridge’s door.

“Wife material” He chuckled.

“Shut the f–k off”. I yelled at him.

I reach for a glass from the dishwasher and poured myself a huge amount. Yes,I don’t use glass for my beers but few left and I don’t know how am gonna cope,when it finish.

Cyril stood up and reached for a glass too,which he place on the counter,infront of me.

“A shot”.

I rolled my eyes.

“Why will I stoop so low and pour a crazy ass face like you,a glass, huh?”.

” Seriously? Do you realise I helped you with the Tater tots earlier?”.

” So? You talk too much for my liking. Gross!”. I left the kitchen with my glass and proceeded into the living room.

There is just a chaise lounge,a director chair and a rocking chair.

I settled on the rocking chair and look around the living room. Nothing like window in here.

The only window here leads to the kitchen. Is this some sort of Big Brother house? Since when have our Dads or should I just say,our parents been planning this?

I look around the room. There is a mantel at a corner,a fireplace was there ,with a coal scuttle beside.

A plant pit was at another end,then a table,HiFi system and speakers were there too.
My eyes alight in joy.

Oh my God! Speakers!
Wow,finally,am gonna turn this place down.

Cyril POV 😜

Just how come ?How did I end up in this goddamn place? How do I cope without guards and maids ,to order around?

Not even my phone is here. Just how do they want me to cope? What do I do the whole day?

Just stand that spoilt brat? I can’t! I just can’t!
This whole shit can’t be my Dad’s idea.

It definitely that woodpecker,Martin. Who planned this whole shit. It definitely his plan. I can bet anything on that.
Except for my body and most especially my d*ck.

Suddenly,everywhere started to shake then a loud music came up , echoing in the whole building.

What the f–k?!

I gulp down everything from my glass and drop it on the counter,before making my way into the living room.

My mouth went agape and I had to cover my ears because of the deafening sound coming from the speakers.

“What the hell is wrong with you?”. I s¢ræmed but No,she couldn’t hear me.

Busy dancing. Wait…Is she trying to s-duce me now? Dancing crazily,so I can get intimate with her?

That flat ass?
No way!

I move to the speakers and turn it off then the house went back to it normal self.

“Why the f–k,did you invade on my privacy,huh?”.

I scoffed. “Did I hear you say privacy? Do you realise,you almost demolish this building?”.

She hissed and went over to the speakers and turn it ON.

I turned it off.

“What’s wrong with you?”.

“You’re the one with problem,Meryl”.

She turn it ON and I switch it off.

She place her hands on her w–st while I fold my arms,both of us glaring at each other.😒

Let’s see who’s the man here

Tbc😂

Wahala! Who go settle the matter now 🤣🤣

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