Real Sh*t

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    That night we left the dance early and went to dinner. We went to Olive Garden. Obviously we got endless pasta!! We ate mad bread sticks. We got home realllll late. We brought home a lot of food.
I ended up taking off my dress and putting on comfy clothes and falling asleep on the couch with my makeup on. Johnny fell asleep in his suit.
I woke up the next morning and I looked nasty! My makeup was all over my face. It took a half hour to scrub it off my face. I was so exhausted and barely remembered what happened the night before. I wasn’t drinking but I was so tired.
Johnny was still asleep in his suit. I jumped into the shower and washed up. My body was sore and achy. After I finished I got dressed, brushed my teeth, and brushed my hair.
Today we planned on going on a friends only mini shopping spree for each other. I got ready but Johnny was still snoring. After I got dressed I went downstairs and sat on him facing him.
“Wake uppppp! It's 3 pm!” I said
“Noooo bro let me sleep I'm tired”
I grabbed his hands and pinned them over his head. I made it awkward of course. I always liked making him feel uncomfortable. It was funny.
His eyes opened real fast and he looked at me. I guarantee that he thinks I’m feeling freaky.
He gets his hands loose and sits up grabbing my waist....


Hey guys, I know this is a short part but I want to explain. Me and my best friend that is dead/made about this story always liked each other. Like we had crushes on each other for years. So don't think this is weird....
Also the photos I use are not mine. I usually use them to give u outfit ideas or setting. They are not owned by me! Any other questions add it to the comments.

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