Suddenly, Niamh burst through the door. “MAKE ME A SANDWICH!!!!!” she cried. “I’m guessing you’re feeling a bit too energetic” I said to her. She hurried over to me and grabbed my white t-shirt. “Now! Or else…” she warned me. I told mam when she got home from work, she ended up making Niamh’s sandwich in the end.
Niamh never screamed at me to make her a sandwich ever again.