𝙳𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚑

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John's P.O.V.
"My beds pretty big, so one of you guys can go to my bed," Brian says. "Whoever's the smallest."

I look at immediately Roger. Sure, Freddie and I are pretty small, but Roger looks smaller. And besides, I already brought my sleeping bag and so did Freddie (along with his cat). Roger looks like he wants to die. So do I, but that's besides the point.

Roger's P.O.V.
"Shitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshit..."

I awkwardly get into Brian's bed.

"Goodnight," Brian says turning off his bedside lamp.

"G' night." I respond quietly turning off the other one.

~~~about two hours later~~~

I feel something jump on my leg. I can tell it's Delilah, Freddie's new kitten. It's like Freddie adopts a cat every week.

Delilah runs towards my face and licks it.

"I hate you," I say quietly.

I reach towards the beside lamp and turn it on. I look up.

It isn't Delilah.

{({A/N Sorry this was really short. Oof.})}

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