I sat on the recliner, reading Stephen King's IT. It was snowy and windy outside, so I figured it was the perfect day to be curled up with a book.
"Becca I'm bored," per whined as he plopped down next to me.
"That's a shame," I turned my head to him briefly before turning it back to my book. He let out an exasperated sigh. That's when he decided to start messing with me. He tossed small objects at me, and called me as many weird names as he could think of. I kept ignoring him until he decided to do something a little more extreme-tickle me. He knows he can tickle me to death and I'll do anything he wants to get him to stop.
"Per knock it off!" I shrieked, by book falling to the floor with a thud.
"Pay attention to me!" He exclaimed.
"Ok ok fine! Just stop!" I pleaded. He smirked as he stopped.
"Now what do you want?" I asked once I finally caught my breath.
"I just want to be with you," he gave me his best puppy dog eyes. I grinned and rolled my eyes.
"Okay come here you dummy," I held my arms out, and he gladly went to them.
