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I'm writing this story for my best friend Kaity. It is my present to her for her birthday her birthday was October 20 and she is now officially older than me by two months. Also, she loves Bill Cipher...
A quick disclaimer before this chapter. It is not to push BTS on readers I only included them because that's what I'm into right now. I love their music and fun choreography. Just thought I'd put this so no one gets angry with me.
We watched tv for a while and at some point I laid across the couch, my head laying on Bill's lap. He was lightly playing with my hair making me start to fall asleep. After a while, my eyes shut and I fell asleep to Bill playing with my hair.
Kaity's POV
I woke up the next morning and Bill was gone. I sat up and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. I yawned and stood up walking out of the living room and to my room. I walked to my closet and grabbed a change of clothes before walking into the bathroom.
I turned on the water and took off my dirty clothes, throwing them into a basket half full of my other clothes. I hopped in the shower quickly washing my hair and body before getting out and drying off. I slipped on the black sweatpants that I grabbed and a white baggy tank top (sorry if that's not your style but you dressed like that for a reason I promise).
I brushed my hair quickly before blow drying it. I walked out and grabbed a pair of socks trying to put them on still standing but bouncing around my room until I landed on my bed being able to put my socks on. I grabbed a pair of my black boots, slipping them on, tightening them and tieing them before standing up, grabbing my phone from my bed. I plugged it in then grabbed my black beanie slipping it onto my head.
YOUR OUTFIT
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I opened my phone going into my messages. I saw Bekah's and started contemplating whether or not I should text her. I decided not to and scrolled through some of my conversations before reaching the one I wanted. I opened the group chat that had the contacts of some friends I have that moved here from South Korea.
You:
Hey are you guys at the dance studio?
I set my phone in my pocket and walked to the kitchen waiting for a response. I looked to see if there was any food and ended up finding a granola bar in one of the cabinets. As I was about to open the package my phone vibrated. I took it out and unlocked it seeing a new message.
