"How do you fancy building a blanket fort?" I carried on reading down the list on my phone.
"I'm not really into that, what else does it suggest?" I leaned up from his arms, looking back at him.
"Are you serious? Blanket fort building sounds great!" Jeff shook his head at me, looking at me like I'd gone mad.
"Maybe if we were six again but we aren't kids anymore." I placed my hand on his chest, spinning around further.
"Isn't that part of the fun, revisiting the old times, our childhood." He thought about it for a second then looked back at me with a glum expression. "I'll just build my blanket fort alone then."
"You're not joking are you?" I jumped off the sofa, opening up the cupboard.
"Nope," I replied, popping the 'p' sound in his direction, tossing out the first few blankets I could find.
"Fine, I'll do it with you, but this is a one time thing because I'm so bored." I nodded unconvincingly, passing out all the blankets I could find.
"I reckon once you start you'll be begging me to do it again and again." Jeff shook his head, draping them out around the sofa.
"I wouldn't be so sure."
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