9 [sleepwalk]

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Coach dropped Adam and Willow off at the same time and as Adam was saying goodbye, Wil ran to her house; almost slipping on ice. Once inside she stuffed clothes into a bog along with other supplies like deodorant, toothbrush, a few snack she hid from her parents in her room.

Then she ran to her dads room to see him half asleep. 

Perfect.

She slowly opened the room door the rest of the way. "Hi dad" she said quietly.

"Hey honey, how was practice." He looking over checking the alarm clock on his nightstand. "It's really late did you just get back?"

"Oh yeah, we went to a North Stars game."

"That sounds nice." Wil could tell he was falling asleep taking to her.

"Yeah. So can I spend the night at a teammates house tonight?" She said sweetly hoping he was too tired to ask who's house.

"Yeah sure" he said with his eyes closed.

"Thanks dad" She slowly closed the door again then ran to grab her bag and headed outside. Non-surprisingly the van was still there, but when she hopped in and went to sit back in her seat she saw Karp and Guy arguing.

"Come on just get up that's her seat." Guy was shoving Karp.

"I'm not sitting on the floor just so you can sit next to your girlfriend." At that Guy shoved him hared not arguing on how she wasn't his girlfriend.

"Children! Children! I'll just sit on the floor!" Willow yelled slightly to the two boys; who were in fact acting like 5 year olds.

Karp stuck his tune out at Guy as a "ha" which was responded by Guy elbowing him.

When it was Guy's stop Willow got up and said goodnight to everyone that was left which wasn't much. She picked her bag up off the floor, then her hockey bag from the back. After walking up Guy's apartment steps he opened his front door and walked inside. It was nice, definitely cleaner than Wil thought it would be.

"You can put your bag over here" Guy said pointing to a spot next to the door. She set her stuff down then asked where the bathroom was so she could change. She got to the bathroom, but when she opened her bag to get her pjs out she realized she had forgotten them.

"Crap" Wil said pulling out random shorts.

I guess I'll just wear what I'm wearing now.

She changed into her shorts and pulled her hair up and away from her face before leaving the bathroom.

"I have pizza rolls you could eat if you want." Guy pulled the bag of pizza rolls from the freezer. "You probably should eat since you never really had a meal."

"Sure I love anything pizza" Guy smiled at that and started making her food.

After he put her plate in the microwave he turned to her. "Weren't you just wearing that?"

"Oh yeah I forgot a pj shirt."

"Well I've got a plenty if you need one."

"Are you sure? I can just wear this it's fine."

"It's okay really, besides you've been in that all day." The microwave beeped signaling the food was done. "My room is down the hallway first one on the left" Guy said nodding his head towards the hallway then moving to get the food.

Willow looked through his closet trying to find a shirt to wear. She eventually pulled Guys classic green sweater off a hanger and changed into it. It was really soft and smelt really good.

Smelt good? Don't be weird, Willow scolded herself.

She walked back out to the kitchen and saw Guy had made food for himself too. Guy grabbed the two plates and walked over to his couch.

"i have these three movies we could watch. First one is Heathers, then Beetlejuice, then Dirty Dancing." Wil raised and eyebrow at him. "My mom." She nodded.

"Well I will do you a favor and pick Beetlejuice." Willow picked it up and handed to to Guy.

Once he put the movie in they both got comfortable on the couch and started eating.

About 40 minutes left of the movie and both Guy and Willow were passed out on the couch. Wil was laying the length of the couch with her head on a pillow, her feet perched on Guys lap; who was sitting up.



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