Richie’s a Party Pooper

*Scene: Richie in bed, resting his eyes and heating his neck.

Enter me, jumping on the bed.

Me: Let’s have a pillow fight!

Richie: Mrgh? Uh-uh.

Me: Okay, wanna fold scarves?

Richie: (looking disconcerted) No.

Me: Wanna braid each other’s hair and talk about boys?

Richie: (turning head away) Uh-uh.

Me: Got the message, Captain Bring Down.

Exit in flourish*

It should be noted that Richie never opened his eyes during this exchange.

 

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