Beverly Carington
"I can't sleep! You both were so loud yesterday." Grandma said and my eyes widen.
"Grandma.. you have to bare with it. I can't help it." Clyde said as he smirked looking at me. I glared at him and pointed my knife at him. He put his straight face again.
"But I'm happy for you.. is he good in bed?" Grandma hugged me and asked. I chuckled.
"It's a secret." I whispered.
"I'm good, grandma." Clyde answered. I kicked his ass so he can shut his mouth. I mixed my tuna and tasted it. I stomped my feet excitedly and then reached for the bread. I took it from the shelf and opened the plastic.
"So grandma.. can you explain to me when she's in LA, why didn't you call me?" Clyde asked and I turned to grandma.
"Why should I call you? There's no use to that.." Grandma said and Clyde's jaw dropped.