Late Night Snack

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   We didn't say much on the ride home. Were those types of people who don't need to say a word to each other, but it's still not awkward. We got back to my house, and it was then I realized he had not packed anything to stay at my house. It's fine though, he has a bunch of clothes at my house from when he forgot them other nights he stayed over. He also had his own toothbrush here so he doesn't have to constantly bring his over.
We reached my room, and my dad wasn't up. He's an early bird and it was 8:30, so I didn't expect him to be. Ethan went into the bathroom after he placed the food bag on my bed to get ready for bed. I was going to do the same when he was done. We weren't planning on sleeping anytime soon, but we wanted to be ready in case we fell asleep midst conversation or something.
He walked out of the bathroom, and I went in. I put my hair up in a weird bun because I always get so hot. I force him to leave my fan on high at night. I also brushed my teeth, then I got my clothes out of the room and changed in the bathroom. I guess while I changed in the bathroom, he changed in my bedroom because when I came back he was in different gym shorts and a blue t shirt one size too big.
We got all of the food out of our bag and took what was ours. We ate on my bed, and I devoured the Fritos. They were so amazing and delicious. How would anyone not like their corny goodness? I guess Ethan.

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