Kevin was sitting on the couch, staring at the floor and looking miserable.
“Hey! Kevin,” I said as cheerfully as I could manage.
Nothing.
“Are you planning on moping around the house all day?”
“Maybe. Are you planning on being annoying cheerful all day?”
“Maybe…Let’s make a deal. You can mope for another half hour, but after that there will be no more mopery. Understood?”
“Yeah, okay,” he said.
“Okay. I’ll let you wallow in self pity for a while. Let me know when you get bored with it. But, one way or another, it ends in 30 minutes.”
“Fine.”
