“What am I supposed to sound like? Hehehe?” He was still grinning. “No. Your heh, heh is just like you, and don’t ever laugh like that again. That’s creepy. I might have nightmares tonight from it. God. You sound like a possessed doll or something laughing from a dark corner, waiting for me to go to sleep.” I couldn’t help but laugh again, even though my head hurt.
