You've pulled him away from yet another pile of papers for a game on the tiny TV on your rickety old dresser at the foot of your bed. He'd finally started getting into it, laughing and nudging you, and then you retaliate with a shove- a little harder than necessary- and suddenly he's fallen down the gap between bed and dresser, and dragged you down on top of him. He cracks an awkward grin, and meets your gaze. Hello there.
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