a.i.13: Hey. I'm so sorry it is going to be 3 weeks since I last messaged you. I am currently studying for my pop quiz in English and it went well. (Yeah I'm a total nerd.)
I heard my phone ring in the middle of the night. Writing some ideas in my journal, sitting in my bed, the side table lights are on but not the room light. So I quickly grab my phone, saw that he DM'ed me at last.
I am relieved of what he informed because I thought he'll not gonna talk to me anymore. Which my worst nightmare probably. I don't want to lose this one because this is the only one I've been talking to.
I don't want to lose Rafael also because he is the only one that I talk to in person. So basically they're important.
Me: Oh yeah. It is totally fine. I just thought your trying to ghost me or something but don't worry. I am proud of you.
a.i.13: As a fan? You were proud of me is really, really day-maker. I literally lit up. Thanks for that though. I think you probably need to sleep because I think I bothered you though.
Me: No not really, I can't sleep so I am currently writing some ideas on my journal. Oh well, you need to sleep as well. Good night.
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In the morning I wake up feeling very sore because of how I am positioned in bed. I slept in a really, really bad position. I bring myself up and stretch. I went straight to the bathroom and take a bath.
After I do my morning routine, I took a polo shirt, the one with buttons? Then It has a floral design. Then a denim mum jeans, and a Jacket. I wore a Nike running shoes. I know I am slaying this fashion.
I run downstairs and my mom is making eggs and bacon for breakfast. I sat in the high chair near the countertop my mom put plates in and put one egg and two slices of bacon.
"Okay, honey?" My mom asks.
"Yeah?"
"Do you have plans tonight?" My mom said. I shrugged.
"So we have a formal dinner party with your grandparents and cousins tonight and it is a MUST to be there okay?" I hate reunions.
"It's like a reunion?"
"Sort of, but just a little you know. Your grandparents have their 31st year of marriage and I want you, Chloe and your dad to be there."
"Alright cool. I'll be there." I just agreed.
"Thanks, honey. Now you have to finish that because you're going to be late." I just nod.
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