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The sun began to set outside my window, painting the room in a golden tone. I glanced at the clock, which read 7:56 PM.
"That should be it," Balloon held a paper in his hand, looking down at it, "We've checked off everything from the rubric."
"Nice! Thanks for coming over to help," I grinned. Almost as if on cue, I heard the door open, "oh, that must be my mom."
"O-oh, is she fine with me being here?"
"Of course, she trusts me, and it was for school purposes." I stood up, heading towards the door with Balloon in tow. I went down the stairs, seeing my mom setting her bags on the kitchen counter.
"Hi, mom!"
"Hey, Suitcase!" She gazed up to me, and then her eyes drifted to Balloon, "who's this?"
"This is Balloon, he was here helping me finish that project for history I told you about."
"Oh, right. Well, hello, I'm Ms. Packers, any friend of Suitcases is a friend of mine!"
"Alright, alright, well we're going back upstairs," I smiled awkwardly and softly elbowed Balloon up a stair.
"Are you going to be staying for dinner, Balloon?"
"Uh," Balloon hesitated, "Y-you really don't have to, miss."
"Nonsense, you're welcome to stay if you want to. I'll let you think about it, and call your mom, if you need to."
"Thank you, miss." Balloon have her a sympathetic smile, though something seemed to sting inside of him. We both headed back up the stairs, where I felt a buzz in my pocket and I felt a lump of anxiety appear in my throat.
"I-I'm going to the bathroom, you can just sit in my room." I turned to Balloon, who simply nodded and entered my room. I went across the hall and into the small, pale peach bathroom.
I took out my phone, seeing a message from Leafy. I moved to the edge of the bathtub, sitting on it.
Leafy: How's your little hangout goin? ;P
My hands shook as I replied;
Me: He's staying for dinner, thanks to my mom.
Me: I know she's just being nice but that's really fast to be meeting my parents.
I started to bounce my leg.
Me: I'm overthinking it, aren't I?
Leafy: Yeah, I mean, you invited him to your house what were you expecting?
Me: Idk
Me: Do you know anything about his parents?
She took a moment to reply, which worried me;
Leafy: I've talked to him about it. Not allowed to say anything.
Me: Understandable.
Being too nervous, I didn't bother thinking about it. I shoved my phone back into my pocket, taking a few deep breaths to calm myself down, looking myself in the mirror, cleaning myself up a little. I looked as if I wasn't nervous at all, I looked normal. I've always been good at distancing my expressions from how I feel, thank god. I went out into the hallway, and stood in front of my bedroom door, taking one last moment to get my mind clear, and I reached out to the handle.
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