Bang
You start jumping up and down on his bed in the hope that he will wake up. But a he simply rolls over and ignores the rocking of his bed.
You pull his blankets off and he wakes up.
"GET UP, NOW!" you yell, "The house is gonna blow up any minute now!"
"W-w-what are you talking about?" He asks, bleary eyed and sleepy.
"Mum turned the gas on and it wouldn't work properly but she filled the room with gas and then there were candles and the house is gonna blow up. The gas is broken."
"Oh, crap." He says, scrambling out of his bed and navigating the pig sty that is his bed room.
You both bolt down the stairs, stumbling and tripping in the desperate attempt to make it out the door in time.
You both make it to the open front door and sprint across the front lawn into your parents open arms.
Good work. You made all the right choices.
You pull his blankets off and he wakes up.
"GET UP, NOW!" you yell, "The house is gonna blow up any minute now!"
"W-w-what are you talking about?" He asks, bleary eyed and sleepy.
"Mum turned the gas on and it wouldn't work properly but she filled the room with gas and then there were candles and the house is gonna blow up. The gas is broken."
"Oh, crap." He says, scrambling out of his bed and navigating the pig sty that is his bed room.
You both bolt down the stairs, stumbling and tripping in the desperate attempt to make it out the door in time.
You both make it to the open front door and sprint across the front lawn into your parents open arms.
Good work. You made all the right choices.
