A Conversation

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"Okay, so what brings you here?"

I opened my starry night lamp for a little light. I couldn't risk the neighbors thinking I was still awake.

He dumped himself on my bed once again and this time I tried harder to keep myself from hitting him again.

"I probably shouldn't tell you everything. But I'll tell you my legit reason for coming here." He says as he grabbed the pillow which I was drooling on earlier and slipped it behind his head.

Talk about gross.

"So what is it?" I stood on the other side of the bed. My hands akimbo.

"Well, I had a fight with my dad. And I needed a place to crash in for the night, plus your the only one in the viscinity that I actually know a lot about." He reasoned.

"Basically, you're a stalker. And 'YOU' DIDN'T HAVE A FRIEND WHO'S A GUY, WHO HAS A PLACE FOR YOU TO CRASH IN"

"Ok captain obvious. I said you're the only one who's near that I know." He said. "Girls and their logic" I saw him roll his eyes in the dark.

"Ugh. I don't even know you" I pinched the bridge of my nose.

"Ehh. I know you. We're quits" he shrugs.

"How the hell is that quits?"

Shrugs.

Man, this guy needs education. He was starting to slide into slumber again. How could he sleep in this situation?

"Hey. Hey. You wake up you sonofa.. Hey Rey!"

Ok I lost him. Now where am I gonna sleep? Am I gonna have sleep at all? More questions harrases my brain as I stare at the bunny-bear boy infront of me

"What am I gonna do with you? I barely even know you." I chucked a pillow at his face again, he proceeded to cuddle it like the sissy-crybaby he was.

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