He needs proof to believe you.
“You must’ve hit the drink really hard last night.” He begins to chuckle before turning back to the pancakes before him.
“You… You don’t believe me?” You don’t really blame him; a part of you can’t help but imagine that you’re still dreaming.
“Well it sounds like one hell of a story but do you really think it sounds plausible?”
“YES! I’ LIVED THROUGH THAT, I STILL AM!” You stand up and slam your hands-- paws-- whatever, down onto the table. “How can I prove to you that I’m not making this up?”
“You really want to prove this to me? You really want me to believe this story?” He seems to be cracking slightly and pushes his plate forwards slightly before relaxing into his chair.
“Yes! Tell me, how can I prove it to you?” James just chuckles and leans back further in his chair putting his feet up onto the table.
“You don’t have to do anything, just whatever feels natural to you.”
“What do you mean by that?” Now it is your turn to feel confused by his words.
“Just do what you think would be natural right now.” This doesn’t really help your confusion so you look around trying to see what he wants from you. Your eyes lock onto a pet peeve of yours, his dirty plate.
“I assume you’re talking about your dirty plate? Come on, that doesn’t bother me until you walk away and leave it.” You smile slightly thinking you’d beat him but his mystified expression tells you otherwise.
“What, did you also forgot that you’re the one who always leaves their plates lying around during your dream as well?” He chuckles slightly.
“What do you mean? I always have to remind you to pick up after yourself.” James looks perplexed once again and takes his feet down before grabbing his plate and taking it to the sink.
“Congratulations, you can act. If you’re gonna keep this up then so am I. I will win this and make you wish you’d just come clean from the start.”
“So to prove to you that this is real I just need to be myself?”
“If you can go the whole day without snapping at me like you usually would then sure, I’ll bite. Until then, you have to deal with me doing stuff to piss you off.” You can practically feel James’ smirk from here.
“Deal.” You agree immediately and this makes his pause for a second.
“Alright then, let’s begin.”
Written by The Only One on 17 December 2017
