Have a Little Faith?

I was in the middle of a jog upstairs.  Well, to be honest, although it should have been the middle, I was probably already three quarters of the way to collapsing.  Whatever. So I was three quarters finished on the treadmill when I heard laughing downstairs.  Trust me, this was loud, because I could clearly hear it over the sound of my running playlist.

It was almost maniacal, and rather distracting.  So I pulled the earbuds out of my ears, letting Roy Jones Jr. spill into the air.  Who on earth was down there?

So I go to downstairs to check it out, and find a group of five people.  Giggling, might I add.  Five strangers in the living room, setting up my favourite game.

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