You and Ben were close friends, and being close friends comes with an advantage.

You and him were arguing in the kitchen about who gets the last scoop of ice-cream. You tried to propose the idea of rock paper scissors, and games like that, but he said ‘no’ since it was a chance game.

It wasn’t long before you got irritated. And that left you wanting to get on his nerves.

you predicted his next sentences, and got them all right—saying it at the exact same time he did. Eventually, he got mad, but he knew it was just playing. You kinda wish he didn’t, just to get on his nerves..

But I mean, he still whined like the bratty 12-year-old he is.

“HEYYY!!! STOP COPYIIING ME!!”