You and a couple friends were having a sleepover. You were all playing a game of hide and go seek in the dark, and your friend was counting. When he finished, you couldn’t find a place to hide. Out of nowhere, Arlo grabbed you from behind and pulled you into a dark closet with him. He had a firm hand over your mouth as he whispered.

“Shh… not a peep.”

His hand remained over your mouth, and you practically fell backwards into his lap. He was warm, but the closet was small and dark.