Prod at the Truth

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After school, I learned that Henry is actually a freshman like me. But I also looked into the feeling I got when Summer poked me. Turns out it's more than just a form of enjoyment for me, and I don't think I need to explain anymore. Henry was waiting with me while Summer was making up a test that day. "So, Henry, you guys all really have an interest in tickling like me?"

"Hehe yeah *blushes* it's true."

"Are you ticklish per chance?" I ask with a smirk.

"A little, are you?"

"Only when caught by surprise."

"Liar!" Henry then proceeded to prod my ribs. I did my best to stifle giggles, but I only lasted so long. Eventually he went for my armpits, which turned my giggling into laughter.

"Hahahaha stop hahaha Henry hahahaha!" I weakly reach up and tickle his neck. He paused his tickling to try and get me away from his ticklish little neck. He failed of course.

We continued our tickle fight until Summer came out and joined us.

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