Cinnamon buns 'n' Skateboards

[15] Sleepover

Wednesday has come, and Nick was up earlier than normally. He started the day by packing his stuff for the sleepover, as he was going today. Nick was debating wether to bring his guitar or not, but he decided it would probably be fun if Wilbur would come and they'd practice together. What Nick didn't know, was that bringing his guitar was a pretty good decision.

After Nick had packed everything and eaten Breakfast, he slid in his shoes and said goodbye to his parents. Then, he proceeded to make his way over to Karl's.

Arriving at Karl's home, Nick hesitated for a bit. No that was stupid, him and Karl were friends. There was absolutely no need to hesitate. So he rang the bell. A quite friendly looking woman opened the door. She was way too young to be Karl's mum, maybe a cleaner? The house was huge, so that would make sense, but Nick wasn't sure who he was talking to right there. „Oh, hi. You must be Nick, right?" The girl asked, tilting her head slightly.
„uhm... yea? And you are?" Nick responded. He was still confused.
„Oh i'm Karl's older sister Keith, but i mostly get called cat."
„Cat?" Nick asked, slightly more confused than before.
„Yup. I used to meow a lot when i was a child, because i just adored cats, and now i'm almost 18 and everyone still calls me Cat."
„Well that's cool i guess."
„Oh you can sit on the couch by the way, Karl should be here soon. He was getting something, i dunno what though." Keith explained.
„Okay, sure." Nick said with a soft smile forming on his lips.
„see ya later then!" Cat said as she ascended the stairs.

Just a few moments later, keys were jingling the door was being opened. A boy with brown fluffy hair peaked his head through - Karl.
„AYYY KARL!" Nick shouted as fell in the taller boy's arms. „Hi Nick!" Karl chuckled, pulling himself out his friend's grip.

After a room tour and a couple movies, Karl decided he had to bear a few news. „Sooo like you already met Cat right?"
„Yea i did, she seems pretty nice."
„Oh don't let her trick you!"
„Is she that sneaky?"
„Yes. Anyway, i wanted to talk to you about something."
„Aaaand that would be?"
„I kind of organised ourselves a gig."
„You did WHAT?!"
„Well, as lampwith sock, and i mean we came pretty far in terms of practice, and it's my sisters 18th birthday the day after tomorrow."
„KARL THAT IS AMAZING! Have you told Wilbur?"
„Noo i haven't yet... but i told him to meet us here tomorrow morning."
„Karl he has social anxiety..."
„What?"
„You didn't know? I thought you were friends with him for like 2 years?"
„Yes but he never told us. Oh god... what have i done?"
„You need to tell him now, or cancel the gig. He needs time to prepare."
„Oh god, i hope he doesn't get a panic attack on stage."

After a bit of talking about it, Karl decided to call Wilbur.