Making memories

That moment when Arihant rushes into the room, pulls an earphone from my ear, places it into his own...and smiles back at me. He then kindly places it back into my ear, though it doesn't quite fit. I readjust.
He playfully goes through the motion repeatedly until boredom hits and he finally rushes out with renewed vigor.
It completely ruins my listening but gives me something priceless in return- a moment that will drift into one of countless fond memories.
I must have annoyed my father in ways not very different, in times not very ancient. I'm sure he didn't mind

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