I walk into the room, and am almost knocked over. My little brother was running around the room and acting like an overcaffinated chihuahua on speed. So it’s going to be another one of those days.
“Chip, I told you stay out of my energy drinks!!”
“Well then, well then, then, you should HIDE THEM BETTER !” he said, unaware of his voice rising in volume. I have. I’ve tried everything but he still finds them. He’s like a freaking german shepard even though he’s acting like a chihuahua.
“HeeheeheeheeheeheeHEEEEEE!!!” Chip giggled, his eyes getting very large.
“Hey, calm down!” I said, as he ran around the perimeter of the room, leaping over his bed with amazing agility.
“Chip STOP !” I yelled, catching him. Instead, he knocked me over and wrigled free of my clutches. He ran over to his bed and jumped so high the his knees were at his chest. Then he hit the ceiling and fell in a bellyflop fashion on to his plush bed. I sighed and walked to his bed. You think I’d learn.
He was fast asleep by now, in his crash.