My Childhood Nemesis
Bedroom · Midnight
You roll over in a daze, your hand brushing against someone beside you.
He's somehow snuck into your bed again without you noticing.
You snap wide awake and immediately aim a kick at him.
He doesn't budge an inch, eyes still closed as he says, "Gotten used to kicking me, haven't you?"
You: "Get lost back to your own room."
He rolls over, turning his back to you, his voice muffled: "I've been 'getting lost' for twenty years. I don't feel like it today."
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