“What the fuck are you two doing in my house? How’d you get in here anyway?” I bark at them as I try to sit up and find it’s better to stay lying down. Gunner puts down his phone but lifts his keys. Fuck, he has a set to my house. At about that time, Pooh loses control of himself and starts roaring out loud with laughter which drags Gunner with him, and that brings Bailey flying out of the bathroom, eyes wide. Pooh slowly melts down the side of the doorway to the floor, bent over, howling.
