Visuals for this chapter: outfits and faces. Also TW: very brief talk of suicide
Sade:
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Lauren:
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Dylan:
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Aria's POV:
I woke up pretty early the next morning with a mild headache and all my clothes and makeup still on. Immediately getting up to take it all off, I jumped in the shower, and did my skin and body care routine straight afterwards. Once I was done, my body felt ten times better and lighter. Taking the scrunchy off my nightstand, I tied my now damp hair into a low messy bun. I threw on a tank top, some oversized sweatpants, and slid my uggs on before exiting my bedroom. The voices of my dad and brother echoed from the kitchen. I rolled my eyes as the sound of my slides trailing the floor made my entrance known from down the hallway. They always up early for no damn reason. I couldn't really talk though 'cause look at me, 'bout to join them.
