It's probably just me...
I haven't been mentally stable for the last few days.
He thought to himself.
He checks the time on his phone.
It's 11:03 PM.
He walked to the kitchen, washed the glasses on the counter next to the sink and throwed the bottles into a recycling bin.
<11:12 PM>
"Not sleepy." He said quietly.
He goes to the living room and sits on the couch.
A few moments later he lied down on the couch and his head was on the side that's closer to the single-seater sofa.
He turned his head to the left and saw his sketchbook and his pencil on the low table.
He sat upside down on the couch and stretched his arms to the low table to grab them.
He turned over a new page and crossed his legs over the back of the couch.
He stared at the blank page for a few seconds and started to draw.
Suddenly, his phone buzzed.
He was surprised and the sketchbook fell on his face then on the floor alongside the pencil.
He sat upright and checked the notification.
[< The COOL guys 😎
V: Would you guys like to meet up tomorrow?
V: Let me know asap
>]
What a name for a group chat!
He thought to himself and giggled a little.
[< The COOL guys 😎
A: Of course.
A: When? Where?
V: 11
V: The same spot where we met
M: Hi
>]
Huh? He's up?
[< The COOL guys 😎
V: Hi M
M: Yeah sure I can come along
M: Can we make it just a teeny bit earlier though?
V: ?
M: 9???
V: Sure I'll see what I can do
>]
It's about forty minutes away from midnight and you're not asleep yet.
How do you even expect to wake up that early?!
He thought to himself.
[< The COOL guys 😎
A: I think 10 would be an optimal option.
V: 🤔
V: Yeah that'd be much better.
M: Sure
A: Good. Its settled then.
A: Good night guys.
V: Good night
M: See you tomorrow!!!!
>]
This should give us all some time.
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The Odd Title
De TodoThis story takes the reader into the life of a teenager whose life is a bit...strange...
