I walked down the long hallway to the twin's room and burst into the morning. “Morning my two lovelies”, I called out as I flipped on the radio. The song, “Love like this” by Natasha Bedingfield, blasted out. I started singing to it while rummaging through the tiny kitchen. I heard pounding behind me and knew that both twins were running down the hall and about to dog pile me. I spun around and let out a fake high- pitched scream then took off to the living room. They chased me around the couch over and over again until we collapsed on the floor, laughing our asses off.

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