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𝐃𝐀𝐈 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐃𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐁𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐒.
And when it came to mental health, she did not joke around. Her friends—especially Pip—had been through enough shit. And she'd be damned if she didn't force them to take care of themselves.
Sleepovers, she suspected, were the key to human bonding. Secrets shared, movies watched, friendships made. Why didn't adults do it more? They might just make friends that way. Time seemed to suspend during sleepovers, as the moment didn't truly exist in this universe.
She pulled up her notes app and began to plan.
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stuff to buy for sleepover
strawberry ice cream (val my beloved)
cold brew from local cafe (thomas the bitch)
pip likes caramel popcorn!!
axel prefers hot chocolate
rue loves gummy worms
pizza? note: axel is allergic to bell peppers
lavinia is running out of chocolate chips—buy?
o̶r̶a̶n̶g̶e̶ ̶s̶o̶d̶a̶ ̶(̶f̶o̶r̶ ̶m̶e̶?̶)̶
Town hall was getting really loud. Dai had been sitting with earbuds in as she and the others waited for the competition's results. Objectively speaking, Lavinia's pastry skills were rivalled by no other. Really, there was no chance she could—
"-lose??" Valentine spoke, incredulous. "No. No fucking way."
"Should we fistfight them?" Thomas offered, flexing his fingers.
