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〈 Amanda 〉

I woke up, my body tangled with Corbyn's body.

My head was buried on the pillow, arms wrapped around Corbyn, legs ontop of Corbyn's and my hair was all over the place.

My breath stinks too, ew.

Slowly, I pulled away from Corbyn and went straight to the bathroom.

Corbyn wouldn't mind if I steal a few clothes right?

After I finished showering, I searched for my phone to check the time, only realizing I left it charging at my room.

Gosh!

I checked Corbyn's phone instead, and saw it was just thankfully six-fifteen AM.

I sneaked outside, but got greeted by Jordan.

"Aye! I didn't see you yesterday A" he chuckled, sitting down at the sofa and turning the television on.
"Yeah, Corbyn stole me from our house" I replied, sitting beside him and slouching.
"Oh okay," he nodded. "Have you ate breakfast?" he then asked.

I shook my head.

"Where's Aunt Saskia at?" I asked.
"Talking to your mom, and don't be scared, mom covered you up." he gave me a reassuring nod.

I quickly let out a sigh in relief, which made Jordan chuckle a bit.

He pats my right thigh, "I'll make you breakfast" he said before standing up.
"Thanks" I yelled.

I decided to watch what was on the television, which happened to be Sports.

Ew.

What's so cool with dudes kicking balls?

HAHAHAHAHAHA!

Get it?

Kicking balls—

"Toast on the table, oh and there's ice cubes on the fridge if you want some juice" he smiled.
"Thanks, when you did suddenly make breakfast to other people?" I asked, pretending to be shocked.

He playfully rolled his eyes.

"I do something other than going to the gym" he retort.

I got the toast and sit back beside Jordan.

"Did you sleep beside Corbyn?" he whispered.

My eyes widen, but laughed forthwith.

"Yeah..." I replied slowly.
"Okay." he smirked with a shrug.

I hit him with a pillow and he just acted innocent and continued watching television instead.

"I should probably go home, mom's gonna go wild 'cause I told her I won't stay with you guys for today" I cringed.
"Nah, mom probably made up something. You know we love you" he said.

I smiled.

"Besides, Corbyn haven't seen you yet wearing his shirt so he will kinda get mad about it" he added.

My smile was now gone.

"I'm just saying!" he puts his hands in defense.

Soon, Corbyn went out of his room and sat next to us.

"Up a bit early?" he asked.
"Yeah, I was afraid mom would go wild" I chuckled.
"Oh and is that my shirt? Looks good, A" he smiled.

Jordan was fangirling.

Ew.

"Thanks I guess?" I replied confusedly. "Is Ashley here?" I then asked.
"Yeah, she went home a few hours ago. She'll probably wake up at twelve" Jordan replied.

I nodded.

Just then, Aunt Saskia entered the house.

"Good thing you're up, A! Your mom kinda freaked out but you're all good, don't worry" she giggled.
"Thank you so much, I was literally scared for life" I added.
"Have you ate breakfast yet?" she asked.
"Yeah, Jordan made me some" I nodded.
"Good." she smiled.

I stood up from the sofa, ready to exit the house.

"Leaving?" they asked.
"Yeah, i'll sleep more. See you later?" I said.
"Okay, bye" they replied.

I crossed the street and greeted mom a good morning before falling back asleep.

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