the night

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clay pov:

My face buried in my pillow, I was overthinking again. I did this every night and I hated it. It was late and I could still hear sapnap streaming in the room next to me. His screams of happiness shared with a boy who is called Karl I think were extra loud. he was probably playing Minecraft and having much fun.

 I was laying on my bed, turning myself around to look at the ceiling. I was trying not to think about George but that was impossible. Something about me meeting him today told me something. What will I say if I see him tomorrow in school? what am I going to wear? 

The wind was banging against the window making a loud sound getting me out of my thinking. Why was I thinking about that much? It's just a boy I just met.

"BOOM" I heard through the walls separating me and sapnap. He was laughing and having fun. Maybe he is right, maybe I should start streaming again.

I heard dripping sounds, wondering from where it came. I jumped out of bed because I had nothing else to do and opened my curtains to walk on my balcony. Putting my arms on the bar to look down. The air was fresh and it was raining a little bit. I looked around. Everything was still here. Nothing only the raining sounds, which, in time, calmed me down.

It was getting colder and also I was very wet after staring into the darkness for 20 minutes or so. I was starting to shiver so I decided to go back to my room. I had my balcony door open for the fresh air to visit my clean room. Oops, it was colder than I wanted it to be. Fast I rushed to close my balcony doors before hoping in my big bed under my covers.

I also heard sapnap ending his stream and turning all the light in the house off before directing himself towards his room making small little squeaking noises every time his foot touched the ground.

I grabbed my phone scrolling through my playlist. My headphone still connected to my phone. I click on a song, looking at the ceiling for the last time before starting to slowly fall asleep late in the night.

turned in a very short chapter ig. I hope you like it!

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