Normally Winged

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I stayed up late, researching. I wasn't a moth, or a wasp, or a spider. I was a butterfly, but nothing matched my wings.

I decieded to take a break, and put on a top, sneakers, and a hoodie around my waist. The top let my wings out, allowing me to let them loose. Unfortunately, I had to put my bra on feet first to put the bottom under my wing's base. I snuck out, and jumped, aggressively flapping my wings. I went up, up, up, down- wait, down?

"AHHHHHH- OOF!"

I fell onto my neighbor's roof, and saw their lights turn on. I ran and jumped, my wings letting me jump distances and over roads.

I emded up infront of a mansion, door wide open and music pouring out. I put the coat over my wings and walked in, looking around. There was a kitchen to the right, and a large living room with a huge TV to the left. I saw a large staircase and walked up it. There was a large gaming room, where other teans and tweens were playing super smash bro's. There was a theater, playing porn. A boy near the door inside saw me and slowly closed it. There was a second living room, were people were playing beer pong. I felt someone bump into me, and I turned around, seeing Germ.

"Oooooh, hay Carrrr."

"Germ- are- are you drunk-?"

"Yaaaaaaaaas... You should like, come with me~~."

I nodded nervously as he grabbed my hand and dragged me away. There was a smaller staircase, at the end of an empty hallway, filled with bedrooms. At the top of the staircase was a door, locked. Germ unlocked it, dragged us inside, and locked it behind him.

"Oh wait- sorry, no, I didn't realize you-"

Germ pulled off his shirt and threw it on his bed. I paused.

"Can you.. turn around?"

He shrugged and turned. He had moth wings. I took off my hoodie and opened my wings. He paused, and sighed.

"Cool."

And passed out. I caught him and layed him on what I assume was his bed. I took the tine to look around. There was fluff on his bed, most likely from his wings. He had a circular window on the flat wall, and two ceiling windows. There was a desk with a computer, light, and a sketch pad with a few drawings.

I sat at the chair in front of the desk, and rolled it over to the side of germ's bed. I leaned my head back and fell asleep.

I woke up in the morning to something hitting my face. I removed it and saw it was germs hand. He was still asleep. I heard tics and tacs against the window, and saw it was raining hard. I pulled out my phone and opened social media. There was a post from my school. Today was cancelled because the roads were partially flooded, and slightly icy since it was still early spring.

I heard a grogy groan and turned around to see Germ.

"Are you hungover?"

"Yea, but it'll go away in a few minutes... wait."

He put his arms on his chest, and got a shcoked look on his face. He tried to cover his back.

"Wait- look!"

I opened my wings, and he stared in shock.