Summer had finally gotten Noelle to fall asleep, but had just realized after getting her diaper changed in the middle of the night, that she was running out of diapers.
"Mom?" She whispered as she stepped into Scarlett's room.
"Yeah, honey?"
"I'm gonna put Noelle down Over here. I'll be right back, okay?"
"Yeah, I got her." Scarlett had muttered before turning back over.
***
Summer was beyond tired as she stood in the diaper aisle, spacing on which ones she needed.
"Glad I'm not the only one who goes out for diapers at 3am."
Summer just smiled at the girl next to her, "Yeah, I'm realizing now that this probably wasn't the best idea."
"Let me guess, newborn?"
"Yeah, three weeks. How'd you know?"
The blonde just shrugged, "I don't know. I just had a feeling."
"How old's yours?"
"She's 13 months. I'm Brooklyn, by the way."
"I'm Summer."
***
"Did you really leave at 3 in the morning?" Scarlett asked the next morning as Summer came down the stairs.
"Um, yeah."
Scarlett just shook her head, "You pick the weirdest times to leave."
Summer shrugged, "I needed diapers, okay?"
"And you had to get them in the middle of the night?"
"Probably not, but I haven't slept in weeks so my brain doesn't always function how it should."
"I guess that's fair."
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Summer (1)
FanfictionShe may be the oldest daughter Of the most famous woman in the world, but that doesn't mean her life's perfect. Her life is the farthest thing from perfect and there's practically nothing she can do about it
