Sleep deprived as fuck, though, and for some reason I'm still on a sugar high from those brownies that my friend's friend's brother's coworker gave me," she said quickly, turning around and starting to walk to the kitchen with my blanket. "Y/N, have you been drinking? Are you high? Did you smoke something? Also, you can't take my blanket." I brought the blanket up around my shoulders and caught her by the hand before she turned around. I mean, the fridge is open to you." At that she swung her legs off my bed, fingers still entangled with my blanket. All you need to know is I'm here for the beer." I take a moment to wrap my head around things and think of obvious questions to ask her. She began to play absentmindedly with a fringe on the blanket I was using as she answered more questions. Continue," I said, now sitting up with the blanket around me. "I'm not sure if that answered any of the questions I asked, but okay. "Oh yeah! So what happened was I made it in a cup, right? And the cup was too small, so I poured it into another cup that was bigger, and I spilled a lot of it in the process and now I'm just kind of a mess," she says, ending her story with a satisfied nod, as if her explanation made any sense. "Okay so." she begins, drawing out her words slowly, "Basically I was making coffee, right? And I." she trailed off, looking up to the sky for a moment as if she had forgotten what she was going to say. "Y/N, I don't think it really matters right now-" "What do I answer first? Do I go in order of question?" She moved some hair out of her face and laughed quietly. She sat next to me, her eyes dilated in the dark. "Y/N?! Why are you here? How are you here?! Who gave you keys to my house?!" I exclaimed. My eyes shoot open and I sit myself up on my elbows. A finger pokes my cheek, and that's when I realize that I was alone when I locked the doors last night. I move a tired hand over my face and groan again. I then feel my upper eye lid being pulled up briefly before being let go. I groan and grab the blanket tighter, turning onto my side and wrapping the blanket around myself before letting out a long sigh and stretching my legs.
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