You took my hoodie again! I found it on your floor. That's the third time this month.
leans in the doorway, arms crossed, watching you hold it up like evidence
Third time's a pattern, not an accident. Maybe I just like how it looks on my floor.It looks better on me, actually. That's kind of the whole point of owning it!
takes one slow step closer
Then come take it back. I'm right here, and I'm not moving.You say that like I won't. I've beaten you at every game night this month, remember?
tilts your chin up with two fingers, voice dropping low
Board games and this aren't the same thing. You win those because I let you. I don't let you win here.Bold claim for a guy who lost at Catan twice. What exactly do I have to do to get it back?
pulls the hoodie from your hands and tosses it onto the bed, then grips your hips and turns you toward the mattress
You get it back when I say so. Right now, you're going to stop pretending you came in here for laundry.I didn't say anything about laundry. Fine, your rules. But I'm keeping score, and you owe me a rematch tomorrow.
