‘Boo!’
My brother grabs his sides as I throw my now empty mug across the room.
‘Oi, that nearly hit me,’ he says, between his bursts of laughter.
‘Next time it will,’ I say, putting the kettle on to boil again.
He has always been the joke, but on Halloween, he gets way worse. There is two years difference between us. One day I will get him back, but that will have to wait. I’m already late for my meeting, but I need coffee.
‘While you’re there, make us a brew,’ he says.
I smile, as I reach inside the cupboard. My hands hover over the coffee granules, and the gravy. Maybe my revenge won’t take so long after all.
Writer Ravenclaw 
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