I decided to just keep an eye on her for now. The little goth was hardly an imposing presence, and I felt sure that I could overcome her in any semblance of a fair fight by virtue of the fact she was a thin-looking girl, besides, having surprise on my side (for once, as I had numerous memories of being ambushed by tickle-loving friends) I felt confident I could sort out this little goth girl, provided she didn't have backup.
I looked left and right as I watch the goth wander around, but it didn't seem like she had friends with her. Perfect. I pulled out my cell phone and considered calling the cops before stowing it away in my pocket. Actually, I think I would like to take the law into my own hands, and I was betting this goth girl was plenty ticklish.
My heart throbbed as she glanced inside the kitchen, worried she might be about to draw a knife or something, but she only glanced in for a second before coming back out and walking towards the sitting room. As she crouched down to examine a cabinet, I figured this was my chance. I ran out of cover and charged at her.
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