Sleeping arangements

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It was later that night and I never even glanced out the window. I'm to scared that my father will find me...if he even notices that I'm gone. I was sitting on Marks bed. The bed was big, queen size. The covers are peachy looking. With a ton of poop shaped pillows and smily faces making different face expressions.
I sat back not really knowing what todo.
I picked up a pillow and asked Mark "why do you have poop pillows?"
"There not "poop pillows" " he said taking one off the bed.
"There emojis.. Don't you know what an emoji is?" He asked confused.
"Uh no.."
"What the!?"
"Well I'm sorry I don't have the most perfect life, but who are you to judge??"
He looked down at the ground..
"Sorry.."
"It's fine" I sighed.
I yawned "how do I sneak back into my room?"
"Huh?" His face twisted.
"How do I sne-" I was interrupted.
"You can't sneak back now he will hurt you"
"But I'm tired..." I yawned again.
"Sleep here" he point to his bed.
"But where will you sleep.."
"I'll sleep on the end and you can sleep on the top" he explained.
"That will be awkward" I sighed.
"We goochie my mom doesn't come in and check on my at night because she falls asleep before I do."
"Goochie?" I asked.
"Yeah it means good" he laughed.
"Oh"
I got up on the bed feeling really awkward. I pulled myself under the peachy covers. He got up and laid on the opposite side of the bed.
His feet by my head and my feet by his.
"Toss me a terd" he laughed.
I through one of the so call poop emoji at his face.

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