adopted by the sturniolos [ON HOLD]

14- dinner and golfing

GUYS ITS RLLY CRINGY AND LONG IM SORRH 😔

recently the triplets have been hanging out with Sam, Colby, Larray and Jake often, and they thought since they were going out for dinner and golfing I should go with them, except Tarayummy and johnnie are going to be there, making me feel even for unsure about going, I was already anxious enough when Larray and Jake were going to come, its just making me feel even more unsure about the outing. "AUDREY GET READY!! WE LEAVE IN 30 MIINUTES!" nick yells from downstairs. I groan, covering my ears as I get up. I leave my bed a mess, I don't really care about making it but matt always makes my bed, he wants it to look decent knowing i'm going to mess it up LITERALLY 5 minutes after he makes it. I grab my towel, heading to the bathroom to shower. this is really random, but I get stuffy when the temperature gets warmer or colder. nick says its just allergies, but i'm not sure. I quickly strip my clothes and hop in the shower, quickly showering and hopping out, heading back to my room with a towel around me.  one cool thing about me is that I have the same haircut as Chris pretty much and our hair is pretty much the same texture. I put on deoderant, putting on spacecamp from nick (NO SPONSOR BITCHES) I put on my undergarments and I comb through my hair, but fluff it out just so it will look better and dry with curls. i walk over to my closet, groaning at the lack of outfits. i only have two outfits to choose from, well, three. one is a pug onesie with air force 1's, the second one is an affliction shirt, jncos and converse with a studded belt, the third one is the same muscle shirt chris has in white with grey sweats and air force ones. i sigh at the sight, putting away the second outfit, lookiing at the first and third one. i would wear the onesie, but i think ill just wear something different. i put all my clothes away, putting on a shirt and shorts, running downstairs, almost tripping. "guys, was laundry done?" i ask, looking up to see chris eating cereal, nick on his phone,and Matt watching YouTube on the TV. "yeah, check my room by my desk" matt says, putting his phone down. i nod, running to his room, trying to find my fresh love tracksuit. the only way i can tell my size of tracksuit apart from the triplets is because mine is atleast a size smaller. i find it, throwing it on and putting my old clothes in the random dirty pile of laundry we have, walking out to see the three, drinking a cup of water at the table. "have you taken your advil? your calcium supplement? what about those antidepressants the doctor perscribed you?" nick asks, looking at me. "no, i will in a moment" i say quietly. chris looks at me, sighing. "atleast put on something nice? i dont care if its that emo shit, plus you might get hot at golfing" chris says. i sigh, going upstairs and putting on my affliction shirt with jncos and a studded belt, adding my converse and stuffing my tracksuit into my backpack, knowing im going to want to change, slinging the bag over my shoulder and heading back downstairs. "jesus christ, she looks like a mini emo chris" matt says, laughing to himself quietly. "me and jake will have a protest against you on whats emo and what isnt" i say, pulling a chair up to the counter to grab my pills from the top of the fridge, refilling my cup of water and sitting down, matt walking over to me. "need help?" he asks, rubbing my back. i shake my head, putting a pill in one by one, gulping down water with it. matt pats my back gently, walking away to the couch where he was originally sitting. i take a advil to help my sinuses and to make sure i dont have any headaches throughout the day just like nick, and i take calcium + viatmin d supplements because i dont drink enough milk and i take antidepressants to try and make me happier, the doctor says im always gloomy and they perscribed me these. I rub my eyes, sighing before going on my phone for a little before we have to go. we get in the car and we go, chris in the passenger seat, matt in the drivers seat and me and nick in the back. im practically shaking out of my seat, im terrified. yes, this is an awesome opportunity but im not good with gatherings, schools already tricky enough. "you'll be okay, promise" matt says quietly, clearly focused on the road but caring to glance at me through the mirror. i sigh, just trying to calm down.