Sour milk Patricia Williamson's phone rang from her bedside table. She didn't want to answer - if it was important they'd phone back, whoever they were. Joy had a problem with the way her best friend managed her phone calls. Well, not the phone calls exactly but the way whenever someone called some Sick Puppies song was played on full volume and therefore disturbing her from whatever she was doing.
"Patricia, answer the phone" No response "Patricia answer the phone!" Still no response. Joy sighed angrily before marching over to the bedside table and answering the phone herself.
"Patricia's phone!" Said Joy to the caller. Then chucking the phone to Patricia and mumbling "Piper"
"Hey Pipes, before I forget did I leave my br-" Patricia glared a Joy "what do you want Slimeball?".This was followed by a "why?, "okay", "whatever" and "bye" Patricia put down the phone only to hear the click of Joy's tongue.
"Why?" Asked Patricia annoyedly
"Because I sick of sick puppies!" Laughed Joy before watching Patricia storm out the room.
She stomped downstairs, the anger growing inside of her. How dare he! She was about to enter the room when had a different idea. As fast as lightening, Patricia swept into the dining room. On the sofa, she could see KT, Amber and Alfie with scared looks on their faces. If she wasn't so angry, Patricia was sure she'd be laughing inside. She picked up a full pitcher of water then putting it down again and searching for a something even more harder to clean up and that smelt revolting - sour milk!
She picked up the sour milk and marched into the boys room. Eddie was sitting on his bed and Fabian was on his laptop. Patricia chucked the sour milk all over Eddie.
"I will never get back together with you!" She spat before leaving the room in a dramatic fashion