Hung Bob's living room was cozy, filled with the smell of stale pizza and the sound of Sarah's playful insults. Bob sat on the couch, his eyes wide with excitement as he read the mysterious letter aloud.
"Dear Bob," he began, stumbling over the words "dear" and "Bob." Sarah rolled her eyes.
"You're always been terrible at math," she said, chuckling. Bob ignored her, his mind focused on the letter.
"You have been granted one wish," he read. Sarah's eyes widened.
"One wish? That's it?" she said. "You're going to have to be more specific than that."
Bob was hesitant to share the details of his fantasy, but Sarah's teasing got the best of him.
"I bet you're wishing for a million dollars or a sports car," she said, smirking.
Bob took a deep breath. "Actually, I'm wishing for someone else to be here with me," he said.
Sarah raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Who?"
Bob explained that this person was someone he'd always admired from afar, but never had the courage to approach. Sarah encouraged him to be more direct and confident.
"Just wish for them to be here, naked," she said, laughing.
Bob took a deep breath and made his wish. Suddenly, the person he'd been fantasizing about appeared in front of him, completely naked. Bob was shocked and speechless, while Sarah couldn't stop laughing.
The person turned out to be Sarah's sister, who was just as surprised as Bob. She playfully insulted him, saying he could have at least bought her dinner first.
Sarah tried to calm the situation, but her sister was already flirting with Bob. Sarah rolled her eyes, saying she knew this would happen.
Bob and Sarah's sister started getting to know each other, while Sarah watched with amusement. She teased Bob, saying he'd always been terrible at flirting.
As things got physical, Sarah made sarcastic comments and joked that she needed popcorn for this. Bob and Sarah's sister moved to the bedroom, while Sarah stayed behind in the living room.
Sarah smiled, happy for her friend. She reflected on how much Bob had changed since they first met. She was proud of how confident and direct he'd become.
As she heard moans coming from the bedroom, Sarah couldn't help but feel a little jealous. She made a mental note to find her own fantasy person.
The chapter ended with Sarah falling asleep on the couch, dreaming of her own wish coming true.
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