Briarr's keys jangled against the door as she unlocked it, "fucking open, you twat," she mumbles, followed by a sigh of relief when she finally turns the key properly and the door creaks open.
It was pretty late at night, at least for her parents, so she decided she should be extra quiet as they would probably be asleep.
She headed upstairs and into her room, setting her bag down on the floor and collapsing onto the bed, she pulls out her phone and navigates to Snapchat.
Bri just got home we should go out tomo
Once her messages had sent to Leyna she decided to get into her pyjamas and go straight to sleep as she was pretty tired.
@Briarrr Houston, Texas
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liked by sapnapinsta, Leynacox and 1931 others TEXAS BABY!!!! WOO
@Leynacox cant wait to u see u
@dreamstan69 i still wanna know how sapnap knows HERRRRRR > @stan420420 BARK BARK LEAVE HER BE
The next day Briarr walked up to the small cafe that sat comfortably in the corner of many other buildings, it was always her go-to place. She loved going here with Nick and Leyna.
The door pushed open, a bell dinging as she walked in. She glanced around the place and smiled softly, she felt at home now.
Briarr's eyes caught onto Leyna, who was waving at her lightly, she waved back and headed over to the small table.
"Hi!" Briarr exclaimed as she sat down next to Leyna, hugging her tight. "I've missed you!"
Leyna grins as they pull away "I missed you too!" She replied. "Anyways tell me about Florida right now,"
Briarr scoffs "Okay, so no how are you, im good what about you, oh im good too," she teases.
Leyna rolls her eyes "Fine, how are you?"
"I'm good what abo-" Briarr starts smugly, before being cut off.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah good, how was Florida?" Leyna speaks fast.
"Well..." Briarr starts, rambling off talking about the drive to Florida with Nick and started to rant about Clay, as well as all of the other smaller details.
It soon got much later in the day, the two girls had ate, caught up and made their ways home.
Briarr yawns, looking at the clock in the corner of her computer screen. She sighs out of boredom, scrolling through her YouTube recommendations.
