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I hope you enjoy! Thank you sooo much for reading! 💖🖤💖 it makes me soo happyyy!
Anywhore if there is any spelling mistakes please let me know!💜-ms. Flamboyant cockroach author nim 🥰💜💕🖤💖🥴💝💓❣️💘💞

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Unknown 

48 hours earlier.

       A seventeen year old boy lay peacefully in his bed, mind still in dreamland as he took in deep, languid, breaths. His body was spread out over the plush mattress, comfort surrounded him, as his brain did little work but to keep him asleep.

The blaring sound of his alarm abruptly cut through the Air, The peaceful atmosphere shattered. The boy slowly peeled open his heavy eyes, squinting at the bright light coming from the cracks of his curtains and straight into his face.

He slowly raised his head up to turn off his terribly annoying alarm. With a rather harsh smack! The alarm was silenced at once. The boy then slowly got up from his bed and made his way over to the bathroom he shared with his younger sister.

       He turned on the shower, taking in the familiar sound of soft water droplets hitting tiles. He sighed, Taking in a deep breath of the life giving gas us humans call oxygen. The boy then stretched out his tired limbs, splashing a bit of water into his face in an effort to wake up further.

The sound of the running sink water stopped, as the boy looked himself over in the small mirror in which hung above the sink. breathing in another deep breath, as he began looking at his ruffed up appearance. Dark eye bags-which are the results staying up till 3:00 am playing video games- As well as his Raven locks turning up in all different directions, still un-brushed and wild.

The still groggy teenager stripped his clothes off and hopped into the shower. The feeling of bliss taking up his brain as the hot water hit his bare body, wetting his hair as well as everything else. Steam quickly filled up the small room. Making the air heavy and relaxing.

       He finished up quickly as he did not want to be late to school, it's not like he really cared he just didn't want his asshole first period teacher to lower his grade because of it like last time. The boy scoffed just at the thought, He was literally only 5 fucking minutes late!

      The seventeen year old then quickly brushed his teeth, and made his way out of the bathroom back into his room. His bare feet padding softly up to his dresser. The morning sun shone softly, even though it was covered by a lair of thick clouds, it still illuminated the world bellow. Creating a cool glow.

      The boy picked out some clothes, a pair of black adidas sweatpants and a deep red colored hoodie. He slipped on some shoes and pulled his hood over his head. He didn't really care all to much about his appearance, as long as he was comfortable that's all that mattered.

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