Favorite Kind of Trouble

I tried. I really tried to hold it in. But by the time she got to the postcard part I lost it. I fell back into the pillows, pulling her down with me, laughing so hard my eyes watered.

“Fuck, Aria!” I wheezed, holding her tight as another round hit me. “Property of Hayes on your ass? ‘Fuck Your Parents’ the dog? I can’t — oh my goddess, you’re actually insane and I love it.”

I was cracking up, o