Hidey Hole

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-She half-ran through the empty house, trying to find a good spot to hide as he counted loudly in the living room. She crept into the spare bedroom, closing the door behind her. In the corner she hid behind a mound of boxes, and giggled into her hands as he shouted the ending numbers.
-She kept very still, listening to his echoing footsteps move throughout the house, opening doors, and moving things around.
-Finally he opened the door to the spare bedroom, and she listened as her slid open the closet door. He closed it with a huff before exiting the room again.
-He walked away for a bit before coming back though the hallway again, she smiled excitedly into her hands as she heard his footsteps abruptly stop. She looked up in her hidey hole as he approached in, shrinking down.
-His head peered over the top of the boxes and a smirk broke out over his face. He opened his mouth to speak, but she knew what he was going to say, and being a sore loser she gently grabbed the sides of his face and kissed him quiet.
-She laughed as she pulled away, shrinking back down. He quickly jumped into her hidey hole and sat down across from her, reaching out and pulling her against his chest.
-He leaned down to her ear. Her breath caught in anticipation.
-"Found you." He whispered, his smile evident in his voice. She groaned, knowing that he must be so proud of himself for that little trick.
-So she sat back, covered her ears, and started counting. She grinned widely as he scrambled as fast as he could out of the hidey hole.

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