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| The Culprit |
Yes. It's true. We are such fatties that we had our first fight over cupcakes. But let me just clarify, they were not just any cupcakes. They were Georgetown Cupcakes. You know, the ones that are on the TV show D.C. Cupcakes that everyone raves about. Well, as you can see, we had already devoured two, the other two my sister and her boyfriend ate. We saved the last two for later. Obviously, we were up in D.C. when we got these but we left that day to come home. We didn't get back until late. I think it was around 11 pm. Scott wanted to leave everything out in the car. Me, being a girl, needed stuff in my bags. Then Scott, being a guy, decides he is taking everything in at once. I loaded myself up too but not quite as much. How Scott managed to get the cupcakes on top of that pile of stuff in his arms I don't know, regardless he had THE precious cargo. Scott got up to the door while I was still getting stuff out of the car. I look up and he is trying to get the mail. I said "Just leave it I'll grab it when I come up." but he persisted. I'm pretty sure I was midway in saying that again when I hear something crash. I come running up and there is the box of cupcakes laying upside down on the floor. I was sooooooooooo angry. I don't even know why. I guess being tired and stuck in a car for 5 hours got to me. I pick up the box and open it up, hoping, no praying they were intact. Instead I find a cupcake massacre. I couldn't even figure out who's icing was whose! I started screaming things like "WHY CAN'T YOU LISTEN TO ME?" and "LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE?" and the best one "YOU'VE RUINED EVERYTHING!" I'm sure I said some other things but thankfully I can't remember them. Scott, who at this point had put everything down but the mail, gets in my face, and I mean in my face. He shouts "YOU ARE SO IMMATURE THAT YOU WOULD GET THIS UPSET OVER CUPCAKES!!!!" (touche) I wouldn't have had anything to say back if he hadn't swung open the door and thrown the mail out on the wet grass. I screamed back "OH YEAH THAT WHAT SOOOOOOO MATURE!!!" (Thus making myself even more immature) We then stalked off, fuming at each other. Don't worry it didn't last long. Soon after, we made up and happily ate our pile of obliterated cupcakes.
Don't judge.
