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A Tale of Sinners
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#4
Sloth
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I trudged slowly, cautiously; across the bomb site that he claimed was his room. Claimed being the chosen word there. Scattered on the top layer of rubble were numerous magazines, some sporting, some unmentionable, and the last weeks worth of clothing, I assumed that was left there to grow mould on it, for his science project.
My right foot faltered between a day old sandwich, and a week old banana, flung carelessly from a school bag onto the floor. And underneath that layer, was the layer of schoolbooks from last term; some even, from this term.
The hidden depths of a males mind was something I swore, at that moment, to never try to understand. Because if this room was anything to go by, they were neither deep, nor full of any kind of knowledge, other than how to litter a room in one simple step; dump everything, and never pick it up.
"Was it this bad when we came here two weeks ago?" I asked, finally finding a few centimeters of clear space to stand in. "It's like revenge of the sloth in here!" I said. "Wait…" I continued quietly "ekkkk! I swear, something is alive in here." I yelped, jumping onto his bed "Something was crawling under my foot." I said, still reeling from the squeamish feeling I was getting from being surrounded by so much… junk.
He just laughed at me, before pushing a large pile of papers that were stacked neatly on the end of his bed towards the floor, and taking his place on the bed.
"Now you've gone and hurt their feelings." I said, pointing to the papers "They had a lovely place on that bed, high up, far away from the evil crawly creatures that lurk within the depths of the rubbish in your room." I finished, poking my tongue out at him.
"Hey, now you've gone and hurt the room's feelings." He retaliated, poking his tongue out at me "The room might enjoy being this way?"
"What self respecting room would want to be degraded to… this?" I asked motioning around the cluttered room.
"The Sloth lord." He boomed, pulling out an imaginary light saber "Welcome to the dark side." He said, jumping up on the bed and breathing heavily.
"Well, you certainly are the Sloth Lord." I said, pulling him down towards me. "But I wonder if you're mother knows anything about this." I said, wriggling my eyebrows at him.
"You wouldn't dare…" He said, pinning me down on his bed and tickling me gently.
"Oh wouldn't I?" I gasped between breaths, finally leaning up to kiss him gently, before pushing him off me, and making a hasty exit towards the door.
I paused in the doorway, turning to see his saddened expression, his puppy dog eyes pleading for me to join him.
"Don't worry Sloth Lord," I said, "I'll be back. And I won't even tell your mum…" I said, smirking at him "… unless it's tidy within the hour." I heard him groan, and smiled to myself. "Have fun on the dark side." I finished, shutting the door behind me.
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