"no colby! im coldddd!!", you put all of your power into trying to tug the blanket back from colby.
"no! mineee!", he continued to fight for the blanket.
"fine!", you let go of the blanket but because you were both fighting over it so much colby lost balance and fell off the bed.
"colby!", you rushed over to the other side of the bed and kneeled down to make sure he was ok.
"colby!?", his eyes were closed.
you put both of your hands on his cheeks trying to wake him up. you were straddling him at this point.
"colby?!", his eyes shot open and he quickly grabbed your waist and flipped you over so you were on the bottom now.
"colby !!", he strattled you and held your wrists together in one hand and tickled you with the other.
you continuously laughed and tried to get colby off of you, but it was no good.
"ok! o-k c-olb-y!!", you said when he finally got off of you.
"dooshbag.", you said hitting him with a pillow.
"oh its on.", he said grabbing the nearest pillow and hitting you back.
soon leading to a very intense pillow fight.
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colby brock imagines
Teen Fictiondont take life too seriously, no one makes it out alive