☆*°DAYLIGHT °*☆
ʃ "crab trauma" ƪ
CHAPTER 10
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when lip gloss by lil mama started playing in her ear, she shouldn't have been surprised. however, she was asleep, therefore vulnerable to loud music, and screamed when the music blasted.after she recovered, she turned and glared at nick snickering and crouched behind her with his phone up to her ear. mavis groaned and threw the covers over her head, desperate to escape the boy and being awake.
"get up, bum," nick prods her side with his foot. "asher's cooking up something that him and matt got from the store."
she makes a noise of agreement and continues to lie in her spot. about half an hour later, she's yawning and climbing down the stairs in her slippers and cookie monster pajamas. she didn't generally sleep with pajama pants, wanting to feel the blanket against her skin, but because she had to share with nick, she forced herself too.
"morning, vamp," zach rubs her head as she passes by the counter where he's sitting. mavis slaps his hand away and scowls, patting down her hair.
"what'd you make?" she peers over asher's shoulder where he's stationed at the stove. "ooh, bacon."
"chris made you a plate over there," he pointed to the side with his spatula, nearly hitting matt in the process. "and don't get used to this. i just felt like doing something this morning."
mavis picked up her plate with an egg and two pieces of bacon and pulled out the chair next to chris at the kitchen island. "thanks for this," she gestured to the plate and he stopped chewing to send her a bright close-lipped smile. she grinned at his childish behavior.
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