AN: Okay, first story i'm publishing. Wish me luck!
Your name is DAVE STRIDER and you're getting sick of this routine.
It's the same thing everyday, and while it used to be somewhat comforting to know you and your brother's lives fitted together like the gears in an old clock as of late it's just gotten plain boring.
Not even Bro's random strife's can pull you out of this rut.
Your door swings open to reveal the intimidating figure of your older brother. He's intimidating to some maybe, but not you. He raises a brow and even through his anime shades you can practically feel his fanta orange eyes digging into your barrier of irony.
It's…unsettling to say the least.
"What? "You ask, if disinterest had a voice, it'd be yours.
You know what he's going to say next even before he moves his mouth, "I want a pizza Bro, pepperoni with no cheese ". He smirks, giving you the classic thumbs up before your door closes once more.
Just like every other day…