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“Point.” She sticks her pointer finger out as if marking a checkbox. “Alright, next question!”

And on and on it goes, until the open bottle of wine is empty and we’re three quarters of the way through the next one. My stomach starts to hurt from laughing, my face is sore from smiling, and we’ve ordered way too much Chinese food for two small women to ever consume sometime in the middle of it all.

We’re finally at the last question where it asks if we have any more questions or preferences to provide. Annabelle cackles maniacally before typing something and I shoot forward, nearly knocking the entire laptop out of her hands in my drunken, clumsy move.

“What did you do?!” She grins at me as she holds the laptop out of my reach, I end up practically on top of her trying to get to it. She frantically moves her finger over the touchpad before clicking down.

“Too late!” She sings songs and I slump in defeat, leaving all of my dead weight on top of her.

“Annabelle!” I whine, earning her full body laughter beneath me.

“What? I know how much you like them thick trouser snakes, I had to let them know!”

“You’re quite literally a demon doll.”

“Well that’s weird.” She stiffens and I use my arms to push myself up so I can see over her shoulder.

“What?”

“It didn’t go through.” She clicks again and the screen fades as if submitting before returning. “Huh.” She clicks again and the screen finally switches to something, but I still can’t quite read it. “It says there was an error and to try again later. Weird.”

“Well, we tried! Oh well.” I roll myself to the floor beside her on my back and both of her faces glare down at me. Woah. “I guess it’s not meant to be.”

“Well don’t come running to me when mom sets you up with someone for the trip.”

“Just tell her I have someone.”

“And when no one shows up?”

I shrug. “I’ll tell her I must have gotten stood up.”

“She’ll never buy it. She’s going to be pissed.”

“Won’t be the first time. Now, come on. Let’s do something fun for once.”

“What? Like watch another romantic comedy?”

“Maybe.” I draw out the word and she rolls her eyes.

“Fine. I’ll get the popcorn. You get more wine.”

“Yes, sir. Right away, sir!” I salute her, making her giggle as we struggle to stand up.

What can I say? My sister is my best friend.

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