At the sound of Matt walking down the stairs, a little smile played on my lips.
I like my brother. I really do. But we like to tease each other and play little jokes. And what better joke then to make the other one little? Not permanently, of course. Just for a little while.
As soon as Matt appeared on the stairs, wearing his bathrobe and pajama bottoms, I fired the device at him.
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