Written on November 30th, 2020
*Y/n's pov*
November. Or sorry, the middle to end of November. The time of which everybody is getting ready for the holidays (most notably, Christmas). I was currently in my house sitting on the couch editing a video that's going up on Wednesday of this week, meaning the 4th of December. (This, along with many others, is based in 2019). Damian was currently back in Canada with his parents helping them with something and my friend Kylee was coming over this weekend for 5 days. Garrett was at home but having an episode of him being a bit on edge about work related stuff but also doesn't want company (which I can understand). So I'm alone. For the most part. I was in the middle of listening back to a clip of the video when I heard my dryer go off in the laundry room (yes. Mine sings. It's quite annoying actually), so I put my laptop to my right side, along with my headphones and get up from the couch. It continued singing at me. "Jesus Christ I'm coming." I walked in the room and sighed. "You fucking annoying bitch." I opened the dryer and put all of my laundry in the hamper, then brought it upstairs to my room and folded it and put the things that belonged hung up on hangers and hung them up in their collective spots. I put the basket back in the corner of my room and walked back downstairs after checking the time and realizing that I haven't eaten today and it's 1pm. I ended up just making a grilled chicken salad and a coffee, then walked back into the living room and started eating it.I looked over at the bottom of my computer screen and saw that it was 3pm. I noticed that the sun was going down and that it was glow hour so I decided to find a place in my house that had good lighting and take a photo (since I haven't posted in a literal month.
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