Friday, February 15

A Special Gift

Late last night, me and Brit were talking and being silly, as per usual. I don't remember what started it, but he grabbed my face and tried to kiss me, and I tried to pull away and resist; an old game. As per usual, my held-in laugh came out in a sudden snorted giggle.... and this time, Brit got caught in the crossfire. He was totally grossed out that I had spit all over him, and I couldn't stop laughing long enough to reveal the harsh truth: I'd been sick, and I was still congested, and what he thought was spit was actually part of the explosion of snot i was wiping from my nose.

I couldn't stop laughing for a good five minutes. I think we're fighting.

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