brother: why are you in here?
(i’m in my bed studying for an exam rather than in the guest room with him keeping him company)
me: what do you mean
brother: why don’t you come in there?
me: i can never find a comfortable spot
brother: you’re not supposed to be comfortable.
me: why? are you comfortable?
brother: yeah
me: why shouldn’t i be comfortable then
brother: cause you’re a girl
