“Hey baby they did a prompt for you!” Alex yelled.
I glared at him, pointed at my ears.
“Oh!” He pulled off his headphones. “Sorry,” he said with a grin.
“How is it for me?” I wondered.
“It’s nearly your birthday, so mention what kind of cake you want.”
“Oh right, I guess I could.”
“Yep, then go write something decent.” Alex put his headphones back on. “No more jokes and memes babe, write something,” he growled.
Easy for him to say …