"Ken, where is my shirt? Oh no where is the other sock? Ken, Ken?"
"Shut up. When I told you yesterday to pack your stuff you didn't listen to me . Now you are complaining."
"I am sorry. Please help me with the stuff."
"Just take another one pair if you can't find one."
"But I just love this one."
"If you had loved it you wouldn't have lost it."
"Please just help me instead of shouting at me."
"I am not shouting."
"Ahhhhhhhhhh……"
"See it's you."
"Please…….help me…" Lucas said leaning on the shoulder of Ken.
"Okay fine. What do your socks look like?"
"It's purple in colour with white stripes at top. I will go and look at the laundry and you look at the bedroom."
"Okay."
Lucas walks towards the laundry. When Ken stood up, the other pair of socks that Lucas was talking about was in his back pocket.
He then slowly takes it out. "Lucas ? Did you find it?" He asked as he smirked.
"No. Did you?"