Friday, afternoon getting ready for the party
"Dad, you invited him" I ask as I set the bags on the counter, "yes, I want to show him more instruments"
I sigh and groan, "he's so creepy, he legit snook into our house"
"(Y/n) calm down your overreacting" I roll my eyes and mumble under my breathe, "whatever"
And put the bags away
And set the rest of the things up for tomorrow
