"Cher i wasn't planning on sleeping anway" (special chap)

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(Sir Pentious POV)
Adam watched the back of Angel as he walked away and then went into his dressing room, the smell of his cologne still lingering around in the air from the heat of the stadium.  So Angel left to Cherri's office to chat with her about stuff  
.umm anyway Niffty was running down the hallway out of breath  as always Carmila ,Husker and Cherri went back into Cherri's  office Angel went with Niffty to Cherri's  since  Niffty is getting hers renovated    umm somehow I  still weren't in my office which was clearly a warning now that I'm  going to over stress myself  once again I  kept writing on my already tight schedule.

As you're sitting at your desk, trying to make sense of your overwhelming schedule, your phone rings. You pick it up, seeing your parents' number on the screen. You answer, steeling yourself for the usual argument.
"Hello..." I said answering my phone call

Hello, dear," your mother says, her voice dripping with fake sweetness. "We just wanted to check in on you and see how you're doing." Your father chimes in, "Yeah, and remind you that you need to come home for the holidays. We've already told your grandparents to expect you."

".....WHAT?!" I said in shock at what I just heard.

Your mother sighs dramatically, "Oh, here we go with the attitude. We told them you'd be there, and that you'd dress appropriately, meaning in a dress." Your father adds, "And that you'd bring a nice person to meet."

"..!!.....What no way!!.." I said just hoping they don't find the pictures I took with Cherri when we went to the mall to get stuff for Angel's pet piglet Fat Nuggets since he was sick with a cold Angel was honestly worried about him and was by his side the whole time .. when that happened literally said for me and Cherri to not let Nuggets out of our site-

Your parents continue to speak over you, not giving you a chance to explain. "We've already picked out a few potential matches for you. They come from good families, and they'd be perfect for you." Your mother gushes. "You'll thank us later."

"..Hey .. umm mom .. I got this girl she's super nice. of a Best friend can I show you hee picture ..?" I. asked gling to show a picture of Cherri

Your mother pauses, taken aback by your request. "A girl? You mean like a friend?" She asks skeptically. "Let me see the picture," She demands, curiosity getting the better of her. I showed her the picture of Cherri Bomb . My mother examines it closely.

"Makeup or not, she looks like a boy," your mother says dismissively

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"Makeup or not, she looks like a boy," your mother says dismissively. "And you call her your best friend? Dear, you need to focus on finding a suitable boyfriend, not befriending other girls who dress like boys." Your father chimes in,

I stayed quiet the whole time as they ranted.

"And stop that..." gestures to your phone "... whatever you're doing with your appearance. When was the last time you've worn makeup ? Your grandfather misses you ." pauses "Have you even considered laser treatment to remove that..." my mom continues "... facial hair? We could have you looking like a proper bitch in no time. Though I must say, this whole thing with Cherri..." sighs "Well, we're not approving of it. And don't even think about bringing her to the holidays

"No buts," your mother says firmly. "We've made up our minds. You'll come home, dressed appropriately, and with a nice boy by your side. And you'll leave this... * Cherri * behind. Do I make myself clear?" Your father's voice is stern and unyielding.

You're left speechless, the weight of their words crushing your spirit. You feel a lump form in your throat as you struggle to hold back tears. The call ends abruptly, leaving you staring at the silent phone in your hand. You feel utterly alone and un supported in your own journey.

You sit there for a while, processing everything that just happened. The call with your parents has left you feeling drained and hopeless. You can't shake the feeling that they're never going to accept you for who you are. As you sit there, lost in thought, your phone suddenly buzzes with an incoming message

It's Cherri. "Hey baby, I could sense something was wrong. You okay? We're supposed to hang out today remember?" Her message is filled with concern and affection. You feel a warmth spread through your chest as you read her words, reminding you that you're not alone.

'I can't I'm gonna stay up all night ..' I sent the message to her

Cherri responds almost immediately, "Alright, no problem. We can reschedule for another time. Get some rest, okay? I'm here if you need to talk about whatever's bothering you." Her understanding and supportive nature brings a small smile to your face

. Cherri's response is immediate and stern. "Pentious, don't even think about it! I know what you're trying to do, and it's not happening. I'm worried about you, and staying up all night is not the solution."

"I'll go to sleep in a bit Cheri.." I texted her

"No 'in a bit'," she texts back firmly. "RIGHT NOW. And you better send me a picture of yourself in bed to prove it otherwise I'm coming over there." There's a small heart emoji at the end, trying to soften her strict tone.

"PENTIOUS," Cherri's response comes swiftly, her tone dangerously patient. "I swear to god, if you don't send me a picture of you in bed RIGHT NOW, I will drive over there
and check for myself. You think I'm bluffing?"

Cherri responds instantly, her relief evident in her text. "Okay, okay. I see you're actually in bed. Good. Stay there, I'll call you in a bit to check in." She sends a small sleeping emoji and ends the conversation.

"Sorry Cher I lied to you , I don't want you to worry that I'm staying up late tonight.." I muttered to myself

True to her word, Cherri calls you a few minutes later. As soon as you answer, she demands, "Are you really in bed? And are you actually going to sleep?" Her tone leaves no room for lies. "Answer me,"

I hunger up immediately in her

The following morning came by and I didn't sleep at all nope.

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