“Give me that fucking controller,” Johnny growled and then pounced on me. “The power’s going to your head.” “No!” I scream-laughed, twisting onto my side to protect the controller. “I’m not finished… Ahhhh!” “Give it to me,” Johnny said, laughing as he tried to slip his hand under my arm. “Never,” I declared through fits of laughter. “It’s mine… Stop, please… Ahhhh, I’m ticklish—” “Now, Shannon, love, I’m so sorry about that. My work call took longer than expected.” Mrs. Kavanagh announced as she pottered into Johnny’s room without knocking, causing me to spring out of the beanbag and Johnny
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