-=+=- Aphmau's POV -=+=-
I collapsed into my bed, my skirt falling onto my thighs. I heard loud footsteps coming up the wooden steps, I let out soft sigh ands at up, ready to see a Katelyn barge through the door.
As expected. Katelyn came in.
"Aph.. Can you please see the guys..?" Katelyn asked with a soft voice.
"O-okay.." I gave up easily. I'm too flustered and mad to even out up a fight.
"Meet me downstairs." Katelyn returns to her normal voice and shuts the door, letting a rolled up picture fall onto the floor. I nervously walked towards it and grab it from the marble floor. I turn it around and see the picture.
My eyes widen. I glance at my camera peaking out of my bag and look back at the picture. We used to have photography class together, and I still do in college. Which I have to excuse myself from now and then. We would do all kinds of projects together. And this one was themed as sad.
I shake my head and angrily roll up the picture, putting it back in place. I sigh as I grab my bag and put all the objects inside properly in it.
"Katelyn?" I shout as I rush down the steps.
"You're ready to go, right?" Katelyn asks.
"Yeah.." A thought comes to mind. Garroth's room. They never had dismantled it or made it into a man cave. They just left it there. Just as Garroth did before he...
Died.
I'm mostly avoiding going to the guy's house because of this. I just keep reminding myself.
"Are you alright, Aphie?" Aphie. Aphie! THAT NAME. Garroth used to call me that.
"Please don't call me that.." I say softly, looking down at the ground.
"Right, let's go." She grabbed my fragile wrist and gently pulled me out of the house.
We carefully crossed the street and rang the doorbell to the guys' house.
If you're wondering who "the guys" are, it's our group of guy friends. Aka:
-Laurence
-Travis
-Vylad
-Dante
And of course, Garroth.The door swings open and reveals a wide-eyed Laurence. But I soon become a wide-eyed Aphmau.
As the door opens, I catch the figure of a familiar blond, crystal blue-eyed guy. He had a big smile plastered on his face. A smile that could cure diseases. His cheeks showed a lightly dusted tint of pink. He waved at me but his figure soon disappeared.
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