((Just got home at 7:00pm from a tiring day at an art school, and my job a few streets away. Rikki should be home soon. Our schedules in work match well, as we requested. I have a half an hour before he gets home. Maybe I should cook something...? Nah. I just dial up and order a pizza. After a little tidying up I wait behind the door. Not for the pizza guy. The door opens up with squeek and I jump atop my beloved's back. He holds his ground to no surprise. I've been doing that since highschool. The pizza is a little late, so I regret not cooking, but I ignore it as we try to wrestle eachother in another lick/wet willy fight, until we are relatively tired. I've been getting lots better, but he's still better than me. No longer having to worry about our annoying parents that want you home by 6, or frequent groundations for no reason for the sake of separating us. We continue work on our little computer game as we munch on pizza. We burst ideas and throw them about to make improvements on everything, as we work with our digital cable internet, much easier to handle than our parent's cheap dial up as highschoolers. This may only be a dream now, but just wait- we will one day achieve our freedom! heart ))
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