~Y'alls POV~
I pulled away from Kat, eyes stinging and tired. "I'm sorry....I usually don't.."
Kat waved her hand, rolling her eyes. "It's fine. Ever need to cry again, I'm available whenever I can get out of class."
I nodded, sniffing. All I wanted was my (enter fav DEH character) plush that someone had hand-made and sold online.
Kat got up, and walked over to my stuff.
"W-what are you doing?"
"It's the first year of college- you MUST have some comfort object."
"I do...it's in the f-front pocket..."
"Okay... FOUND IT!" She slid back over, making a silly face as she, very gently, put the plush in my lap.
I giggled slightly, before picking up (DEH plush) and hugging (him/her) close. The smell of (smell you would correlate with fav character) wafted from the plush.
"Hey, ya wanna watch Netflix?" I looked up, seeing Kat standing with the remote. I thought about it, then nodded, getting up to sit on the couch.
"No no, honey, we are gonna make a fort, so sit your pretty booty down." I stopped, then just sat back down, glad someone else was making decisions.
~time snip~
"Deaaaan, noooooooo, my child.." I dragged out, reaching towards the screen as Dean was dragged into Hell.
"GAY ANGEL, WHERE ARE YOU-"
"He's probably begging Chuck to not strike him down for loving Dean's HOT body-"
"Probably."
I giggled, holding the plush close. A blanket was wrapped around me; a bowl of (overspiced/not-spiced/sweet) popcorn sat in front of me.
We have been watching Supernatural over again, for a couple hours.
I leaned on Kat, exhaustion getting tk me.
"No, even gayer angel, don't fall asleep-"
"I'm tiiiiired- and I cried. I'm surprised I'm not-"
Out.
{{here's. Something.
Bye my Squips and Bye Y'all!~}}
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