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AIYANA SAMORA DELANEY07/14/24

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AIYANA SAMORA DELANEY
07/14/24. 📍 • osama residence.

as aiyana slowly comes to her senses, she groggily sits up, noticing the heavy weight on her chest

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as aiyana slowly comes to her senses, she groggily sits up, noticing the heavy weight on her chest. when she looks down, she realizes that isabella is sound asleep, sprawled across her chest. aiyana can't help but smile at the sight, her heart feeling warm and content.

aiyana carefully untangles herself from isabella, trying not to wake her up. she swings her legs over the edge of the bed, taking a moment to yawn and stretch. the room is mostly dark, with the only source of light coming from the moon peeking through the curtains.

aiyana looks at ddot and isabella, a pang of annoyance washing over her as she notices his presence in the bed. she rolls her eyes, feeling frustrated. a part of her wants to wake him up and confront him, but the tiredness in her body wins out, and she decides to just go to the bathroom.

aiyana reaches for her toothbrush, coating it in a generous amount of toothpaste. she puts the brush in her mouth and begins brushing her teeth, the repetitive motion helping to soothe her tired body. as she brushes, her mind drifts back to the argument she had with ddot earlier. the memories flood her mind, the pain and hurt resurfacing. she feels a pang of frustration and sadness, her toothbrush frozen mid-brush.

she stands there, toothbrush still in her mouth, lost in her thoughts. the events of the day replay in her mind like a broken record, each moment more painful than the last. aiyana feels a lump form in her throat, her eyes prickling with unshed tears.

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