Shadowborn Omen
A White Wolf
So me and my brother have been in a car for 3 hours and we started talking like I was an FBI agent and he was someone else and this is where the conversation went:
(A little pretense: the car is silver, my brother's shirt is blue and I am white)
Brother: I'm going to go to my car.
Me: You don't have a car, sir.
Brother: Then what are we in?
Me: My car.
Brother: What color is it?
Me: Black.
Brother: *Looks out window* Its silver, sir.
Me: It's black, sir. Trust me, I bought it.
Brother: I'm looking right now.
Me: You're colorblind, sir.
Brother: What color is my shirt?
Me: Orange.
Brother: *Looks down* Um...
Me: It's definitely orange.
Brother: *Points at my face* Your face.
Me: *Nods*
Brother: Black.
I feel like my brother calling me black is something I should share here.
(A little pretense: the car is silver, my brother's shirt is blue and I am white)
Brother: I'm going to go to my car.
Me: You don't have a car, sir.
Brother: Then what are we in?
Me: My car.
Brother: What color is it?
Me: Black.
Brother: *Looks out window* Its silver, sir.
Me: It's black, sir. Trust me, I bought it.
Brother: I'm looking right now.
Me: You're colorblind, sir.
Brother: What color is my shirt?
Me: Orange.
Brother: *Looks down* Um...
Me: It's definitely orange.
Brother: *Points at my face* Your face.
Me: *Nods*
Brother: Black.
I feel like my brother calling me black is something I should share here.