"Get back here!" Chris shouted, laughing as he chased you through his childhood house of Boston.

"Catch me if you can, loser!" You shouted back, giggling as you ran past the living room and up the stairs and down the hall to his room.

Suddenly, as you went to close the door, it swung open and Chris grabbed you and quickly threw you over his shoulder, tossing you on the bed, hovering over you.

"Caught you." He said softly, looking at you as he chuckled.