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IM GONNA HHAVE AN ANEURISM I WAS CLOSE TO WRITING THIS BUT I HAD TO START OVER RASASHDHHSHWH
*RINGGG*
I heard the school bell piercing my ears, and students stuffing their school equipment into their rightful places; their bags.
I, too, started to pack my school items. I was excited for tonight- because I was gonna have a sleepover with Melo!!
It was at her house, and we were meeting at the school entrance, as we didnt have last class together.
We met at the school gate, and immediately started heading to her house.
On the way there, we discussed what we should do at her house- since we only brainstormed our plans previously.
We settled on board games, YouTube, movies and just messing around in general.
We arrived at her house, and I made myself at home. it wasn't the first time I'd been at her house- I went there countless times, and vice versa.
We went to their kitchen, and got an un-godly amount of snacks, more than a king could finish. Obviously, we weren't gonna finish them all- just eat what we could.
We did a variety of activities within a couple hours, and decided to end the night with some movies.
Around two movies pass, and it was 01:30 AM. I decided it was a good idea to grab an energy drink or some other caffeine drink to be able to watch another movie or two.
But as I look over my shoulder, I see Melo fast asleep. On my shoulder.
'Holy crap holy crap!!' i think to myself as I buried my face into my hands.
I look over at Melo again, the TV illuminating her facial features- and her hair. Her pale pink scar on her face, or her hair messily swept across her face.
I pet her rabbit that was on my lap, cherishing this moment.
Suddenly, I feel Melo stir awake beside me.
She apologises for falling asleep so quickly and early, and I assure her that it was not a problem.
I suggest her the idea of energy drinks or coffee, and she agrees. She thinks to herself for a moment. She says she has some energy drinks in the kitchen, and we can quickly go get them.
She gets up, and walks to the doorway as I'm still processing what happened.
She stands at the doorway, telling to hurry up; and that the drinks won't drink themselves. Of course she added a cheesy pun.
I quickly got up, and Melo sprinted away to the kitchen as I blushed on my way out, replaying that moment in my mind.