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Peyton and the triplets walked into Nate's house as if it were their own, Erin and Wes trailing a few steps behind them since they hadn't yet reached that level of friendship with Nate.
"We're here!" Peyton yelled and after a couple seconds, the sound of footsteps echoed through the house before Nate appeared.
"Damn, I was wondering what was taking you guys so long." Nate chuckled out, walking up to the group. He pulled Erin into a side hug as Peyton looked down at her phone. Her eyebrows furrowed when she saw the time.
"We're right on time?" Peyton said, looking back up at Nate as he walked out to her to pull her into the same side hug.
"I know. Your ass if always early to shit. I was shocked you weren't already here." Nate explained and Peyton rolled her eyes, a small smile on her face as she pushed herself out of Nate's arms.
"Where should we put our bags?" Wes asked as Nate walked up to him to dap him up. Nate looked behind him and pointed to the two couches behind him.
"You can just throw your shit on the couch. We're all sleeping in here." He said. Wes and Erin nodded, and when they turned to the couch, they saw Peyton and the triplets bags already thrown on the couch.
As they walked towards the couch, Peyton flopped down beside her bag. "What are we doing today people?" She asked, her head falling to rest on the back to the couch.
Matt came up to stand behind her and started to drum his fingers on her forehead.
"Wonka is out in theaters. I know Pey has a thing for that guy so we can go see that for her." Erin said, gesturing to the girl on the couch and Peyton rolled her eyes, whacking Matt's hands away from her face.
"You're acting like you didn't lose your shit seeing him in Dune." Peyton said and immediately Erin glared at her. Matt, who was drumming his fingers on Peyton's forehead again, stopped and looked up to Erin in front of him. "You like Timothee Chalamet?" He asked, a grimace growing on his face.
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