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“Stop yawning, Ryan.” When my next move was to yawn, Lauren squeezed my side. “Quit it.”
“Hey!” I yelped indignantly. “I can’t help it, okay, I’m tired. It doesn’t help that you keep talking about yawn-” I broke off with a yawn and Lauren rolled her eyes.
“Stop. Yawning. Or. Else.” She accentuated each word with a poke to my stomach, and I squeaked, trying to shield my tummy.
“Or else what?” I shot Lauren a challenging look that turned slightly panicky after I not-at-all-purposefully yawned again. “Look Lauren, it’s not my fault, I can’t just stop yawning because you t-ehehehell mehehehe tohohoho, Lahahahaurehehehen!”
“Maybe it’s like hiccups,” Lauren mused, wriggling her fingers over my belly. “Do you think I can just tickle it out of you?”
“Nohohohoho!”
Lauren shrugged. “Might as well give it a shot.”
“Hey!” I yelped indignantly. “I can’t help it, okay, I’m tired. It doesn’t help that you keep talking about yawn-” I broke off with a yawn and Lauren rolled her eyes.
“Stop. Yawning. Or. Else.” She accentuated each word with a poke to my stomach, and I squeaked, trying to shield my tummy.
“Or else what?” I shot Lauren a challenging look that turned slightly panicky after I not-at-all-purposefully yawned again. “Look Lauren, it’s not my fault, I can’t just stop yawning because you t-ehehehell mehehehe tohohoho, Lahahahaurehehehen!”
“Maybe it’s like hiccups,” Lauren mused, wriggling her fingers over my belly. “Do you think I can just tickle it out of you?”
“Nohohohoho!”
Lauren shrugged. “Might as well give it a shot.”
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What a nice story