We were laying side by side on your bed, my arm was propped up so I could keep eye contact. We were trying to decide on which movie to watch.

I wanted to watch Fight Club but you said no because you wanted to watch Twilight. Of all movies. Really?

I suggested settling this with a little game of thumb war, classic. You said rock paper scissors but I’m secretly convinced you always cheat at that game.

“One, two, three, four I declare a thumb war”

You began and waited for me to finish the saying

“Five, six, seven, eight I use this hand to masturbate”

I said while trying not to laugh before you shook your hand away and tried wiping it on your shorts

“Ew, Harold!”

You scolded me while trying to save face and not laugh