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Halley was having a debate with herself, when her meditation was interrupted halfway by a message from Devon telling her to come to a training session with the other girls and sent her an address, she thought about not going and continuing her meditation but then Sam texted her and asked her to go with her so she wouldn't be alone and Halley gave in.

She got dressed and took an uber to said address and quickly realized upon arrival that it was Devon's house, at the same time she was walking in Angela also joined her both wearing equally confused faces

"Does Devon have a home dojo?" Angela asked, both walking up to the front door

"I have no idea, but I would hope so or her parents won't be very pleased with the potential broken lamp and window in their living room" Angela laughed as the door opened before either of the could nock

"You made it" the young teen beamed at them "Sam and Tory just got here. We're in the basement" both older girls looked at each other confused as Devon was wearing pajamas instead of work out clothes. The followed the brunette inside and down to the basement and music filled their ears before they could fully take in the room that was very pink with balloons in the walls, Tory and Sam were seated each in an armchair looking equally as confused as the girls who just arrived, Halley sent her cousin a questioning look but Sam just shrugged

"Welcome to Miyagi-Do afterdark" Johnny appeared out if nowhere, his arms wide open pointing in opposite directions she heard both girls huff behind him

"Uhm, that's not-" Angela started to shake her head

"You probably shouldn't call it that" Halley continued

"We already tried that" Sam dismissed

"You brought us here for a slumber party?" Angela figured out as both of them walked more into the basement

"I've never had one before" Devon came out of nowhere just as Johnny had just a few moments ago with a bunch of nail polishes in a box "I didn't know what color of nail polish you guys like, so I just got them all" she explained quickly

"I figured since you're all friends now, we can have a girls night" the man shrugged. Halley would hardly call it a friendship, her and Angela had barely spoken and her interactions with Tory had been minimal

"With you?" Halley asked and looked behind the man ot her cousin and Tory, both of them clearly already haven gone through something similar

"Hell yeah! I'm a girl dad now. I brought cookies and tampons and everything" at that Halley just had to laugh at the fact that Johnny thought tampons were a part of a girls night "Come on inside. Grab a sleeping bag" he rushed now all four of them "The Mr. T one is mine" and at the weird situation the couldn't do anything more than just walk in, they also had the option to just turn around and go back home, but Halley was pretty sure all of them were quite curious at how the night would go

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Halley only ever really had sleepovers with Sam, both of them enjoying debriefing every couple of weeks with all details and she had to say that one of her favorite parts was putting on facemasks and laying back relaxing for a minute. What she didn't like was her mask being pulled halfway off her face in the middle of her relaxing,she opened her eyes and removed the forehead portion of the mask covering it, she was seated right in the edge of the couch, the only person close to her being Angela but the girl was too relaxed to even have moved to try and do it, she just frowned

"What the hell?" she mumbled very lowly before re-adjusting the mask and closing her eyes again, completely missing how Johnny behind her grumbled and shook his head. After that the blonde man suggested a pillow fight that ended in a four-way fight between the older teens that had them laughing their asses off and with feathers flying around everywhere. Johnny's efforts once again proving fruitless he in one last effort to rile them up with activities suggested they play with an Ouija board, they were more hesitant about that one but gave in anyway

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