Nestor rolled his eyes, as his wife left him behind.
Meanwhile, back outside Kyle's room, Lysander was once again trying to taunt him. "Your girlfriend's time runs out today? And guess what's gonna happen if you don't walk to her room? That's right: she's gonna be dating MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
!"
“Andy!” Cassandra snapped. “Shouldn’t you be in the infirmary instead of pestering Kyle?!”
"Why should I?!" Lysander responded incredulously. "They patched me up... I was only going to lie there anyway, but that's boring! And if I must stay there... why can't you bring Dweebface up so I can talk to him?"
“Stop calling him that and stop bothering him.” Cassandra said frowning.
"But he deserves it!" Lysander whined. "He's a stupid dweeb!"
At this point, Meriandra finally caught up with Lysander, her eyes glowing red with rage.
"COME BACK, ANDY
!" she fumed. "You weren't supposed to leave yet... you're meant to be recuperating in the infirmary for another week!"
“Andy listen to your sister!” Cassandra snapped.
"NO!" Lysander whined. "She's my little sister... she doesn't get to boss me around!"
"Ugh
..." Meriandra groaned. "Sometimes I feel like I'm actually your
big sister..."
"Well yes, you ARE big!" Lysander shot back. "Look at you... you're a whale!"
“Andy!” Cassandra yelled. “Say you’re sorry right now! That’s rude!”
"Ugh, fine
," Andy groaned. "I'm sorry..."
Meriandra simply brushed it off - as she'd heard this dozens of times before. "Get back to the infirmary," she demanded. "Or I'll get Dad to take you there."
"F...fine
," Lysander blubbered nervously. "I'll go..."
Cassandra sighed shaking her head before knocking on Kyles door.
Kyle inside yelped hiding under his blanket assuming it was Lysander again.