A/N: I was working on my next chapter for You've Got a Friend and this idea struck me. Then I wrote it (obviously).
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters mentioned/used from Camp Rock.
Mitchie
From her experience she could tell you no two people laughed the same. To the untrained ears they were the same, but she could pick out the differences easily.
She was obsessed with laughing. Not her own, though she didn't mind it at all, but other people's.
The sound was like caramel: sweet, smooth, good.
The emotion was like music: expressive, joyous, rhythmic.
She'd never heard a laugh she didn't like, even if it was similar to different peoples. His laugh was completely unique though, just like him. She loved to hear and make him laugh. The sound addicted her.