Day 6

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A/N: I'm just gonna ignore the fact I'm starting this at 12:16 am on November 7th

"Thomas..." Alex whined, shaking Thomas' shoulder. "I'm bored..."

"Go write or something. I'm tired. It's literally 2 am, Alexander."

Alex gasped as an idea popped into his head. "Can I go into your closet? Please?"

"Why? You're just going to make a mess?"

"I wanna do a fashion show, please?"

"Fine, but you're cleaning up my clothes."

"Yay!"

Alex, being the smol bean that he is, could fit into the closet. He stayed there for about 10 minutes before jumping out. He strutted around the small space in their bedroom. He was wearing a white tacky button-down with some of the weirdest patterns tucked into a swooshy black skirt.

"Thomas! Look at me! I look so good! I'm too hot!" he sang, pointing at Thomas with a wide grin on his face.

Thomas doesn't answer for about a minute. He sighs. "Hot damn."

"Call the police and the fireman!"

"Nope, nope, I'm going back to sleep." Thomas threw the covers over his head. "Goodnight. Clean up my clothes."

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