12 the art of cleaning and lying

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- MAEVIS -

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- MAEVIS -

MY HEAD IS POUNDING. i look around my room and it's a wreck. which i honestly don't know how because i just cleaned it yesterday.

and... i also don't remember anything from last night.

i remember little things like getting in the hot tub, and drinking, and drinking, and drinking. then, a little bit of moon making out with someone that wasn't hawk. everything else is a blur.

when i walk downstairs... oh my god... there are pieces of trash everywhere. every inch of the floor is absolutely filthy. there was some people who just decided to crash on my couch. which hopefully i can make them help clean.

"hey! wake up!" i yell into this drunk dudes face, he immediately covered himself with the blanket that we literally just bought. i tear it off of him and throw it to the end of the couch. "good morning!" i flash him a sarcastic smile before replacing it with an annoyed look

"what...time—is... it?..." he asked in this slow, confused voice as he started getting up.

"no idea." i make my way over to the corner of the living room to wake up the next sleeping body. "morning sunshine!" i say in baby voice, but extremely loud. "you're helping me clean!" i smile.

they open their eyes and give me a dirty look. this time it was some girl, pretty sure they didn't even go to our school. she looked older, atleast 17.

"i..got somewhere to be! bye!" i quickly turned around and the guy had grabbed some food and left out the door. as soon as i turn around i hear the girl sprint to the door. i let out an agitated groan that the whole neighborhood could hear.

at this point it was just me in the house. and it was 12:45pm. which meant i only had 3 hours to clean the whole house before my parents got home. i also knew that lilah would not help me, plus i didn't even know when she would get home. so i guess i just had to get this over with...

i throw my hair up into the messiest bun, and take off my hoodie that was making me sweat. i was left in a bikini top and loose sweatpants. i guess i forgot to change out of my swimsuit after the hot tub.

i then grab a broom and start sweeping up all the trash that was left onto the floor.

an hour goes by and i finally finished the living room, which was the biggest room in the house, and had the most people in it throughout the night. so the hard part was over. but i had 3 bathrooms in the house, one downstairs, another one in the upstairs hallway between me and lilahs room, and the third one in my parents room.

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