Dear Journal,
I slept over Caleb's last night.
His bed is really comfy.
Waking up with his arms wrapped around me felt kinda nice.
And he let me wear his clothes.
Gosh they are so comfy. And they smell like him.
He told me I looked sexy in his clothes.
It was weird to be called that.
But I kind of liked it.
Love,
Kait
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