I hate it when people stare at me for no reason, and one of Dad's favourite activities is bugging me.
So I was sitting on the couch, on instagram like a normal teenage girl with no social life on a Friday night, when he decided to stare at me.
I kept glancing over my phone and saw he was still staring, and progressively his eyes grew wider.
"Stop! Oh, my God. Stop staring at me!"
He didn't stop. I grabbed a pillow and threatened to hit him with it.
"Would you stop staring if I hit you with this?"
"Ha, you think a pillow will stop me?" He laughed.
I looked to his beer on the coffee table and said, "What if I knocked off your beer with the pillow, would you stop staring then?"
He said, "No, then I'd stare st you like this." Then he furrowed his eyebrows and stared angrily.
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