Me and Colby are twins. We are 20 years old. We moved out to L.A. and live in the Trap House. Tonight, i was trying to sleep when i heard footsteps. Then a whisper.
Colby: "Y/n?"
I sighed.
"What?"
Colby: "Can i sleep with you?"
"No."
Colby walked over to the side of my bed.
Colby: "Why not?"
"I'm trying to sleep."
Colby still got in bed next to me anyways.
"What are you do- no no."
I tried to move him away, but he hugged me.
Colby: "Stop it's fine."
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