Faith POV: After we finished eating Tim and I sat on his couch and watched TV. I layed my head on his shoulder and flipped through the channels. Then an idea came to my mind. "Let's go do something." I said. "And what do you suggest we do?" Tim asked. "Hmm...I have an idea. Do you have a pen and some paper?" He got up and searched around. He came back into the living room with a sharpie and some post-its. "This was all I could find." "This will work perfectly!" I took the stuff from him and began to write. "Ok, now you sit there and close your eyes. No peeking!" "Yes ma'am." He sat down on the couch and did as I said, but I did catch him peeking through the open spaces between his finger. "Hey! I said no peeking!" "Ok ok, I'll stop." He laughed. "Alright, now keep your eyes closed and count to 50." "All the way to 50? Can't we make it like 20?" "Nope, 50." "Alright, 1...2...3..." He started to count. I quietly placed one of the post-its on the table in front of the couch then I ran out of the living room and searched for a place to hide. This should be fun!
