Chapter 16.

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Sleep is pretty delicious.

Oh, did you know that somn means sleep in romanian?
But it's also the name of a fish?

Forgot which fish though.

Translations are difficult since I'm not an always perfectly accurate genius.

Yesterday Masky revealed to me why he had to babysit me for the day.

I was going to have to help clean up after he'd kill someone!

It sounded fun, so like the smart but not always smart genius that I am, I agreed.

And now I'm trying to climb up a tree. I miss the days I was small enough to climb all the way to the top.

I still wasn't faster than Harry. That guy was quick as a monkey.

But let me metaphorically throw my thoughts to the side, and actually climb up the tall and huggable thing.

So I climbed, and tried, and scratched my legs everywhere. But I got on the first branch!

So screw Harry, I can be just like him! BUT BETTER!

Once I got on the first, and lowest, branch, climbing became easier and I soon got next to the window where mask was impatiently awaiting my fancy arrival.

There was a dude sleeping on his bed, and I had to try to not make a sound.

Guess what I did.

I carefully climbed through the window and landed softly on the carpeted floor like a professional.

And then tripped on some random bottle of who knows what juices on the floor, and began falling. It was like a movie moment, where everything slows down because of the speed your heart is beating at while it's panicking.

Got caught by the masked man before I could yell some memes about falling again.

His arms are not as warm as Sebastian's, but his hold is gentle.

That's some cuddling skill. Combine that with Sebastian and you've got some good cuddling machine.

I'd like to be the first one to test it out, if anyone is hearing my thoughts. Wink wink, slender or any mind reader out there. Winky wonk.

Stopping whatever my mind was thinking about, although I really want something to cuddle on a more expert level, I looked over to the guy sleeping on his bed after getting out of Masky's arms.

The guy was pretty attractive, I won't really lie, but he's not really the kind you'd date. It's just that one interesting looking guy that nobody can date because of who knows what kind of reason.

But leaving that aside, I looked at Masky with one of my special faces that question whatever will be done next. And he took me hand, looked me in the eyes, and started talking. Well, whispering.

"Look, [Y/N]...I just wanted to tell you that the guys are not what they seem, and I'm not sure whether I could say that about myself but- be careful. I've been watching you talking with the others and I'm honestly horrified of having them steal you away...I just... "

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