"Want some?" Corbyn asks holding up the bowl of ice cream.
I turn to look at him and smirk.
"duh"
he smiles at me and takes another bite of his ice cream.
"that sucks" he replies.
I gasp. "excuse me?!"
"you heard me woman. Get your own"
he sasses. I put my phone down and jump on him trying to grab his ice cream. He just holds his arm out and pushes me back.
"GIVE ME SOME!" I yell
"NO!" he yelled back.
I take his hat off and throw it across the room. He stops fighting me and turns his head slowly looking at me in disbelief.
I gulp knowing I shouldn't have done that.
"I'm sorry" I say fast trying not to laugh. Before he could get up and chase me I run towards the stairs but only to feel his arms wrap around my waist and pull me back causing me to let out a little scream.
he tackles me onto the couch. "Shouldn't have done that baby"
before I could respond he attacks my sides and thighs by tickling them. I immediately burst out laughing and rolling around trying to escape from his grip.
"p-please!" I choke out
he gives me a break and I roll to the side inhaling air. "learn your lesson?"
he asks picking up his hat.
I glare at him as I continue to catch my breath.
"you're an ass. I just wanted ice cream"
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short but sweet. I just randomly came up with this not gonna lie. lmaoo
ALSO!!! I changed the cover photo! I like it better tbh.
I'm excited for 9/12. I keep forgetting about it, but I'm excited.
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