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I woke up relatively early considering I was up till around one.

I sat up and looked around sorcas room, she had a very la girl aesthetic.

White shaggy rug a hanging egg chair salt candles and stuff like that, but me on the other hand I didn't really have an aesthetic I had an "Irish girl" aesthetic witch is just like go with the flow kinda thing.

That reminds me I have to go to ikea to get stuff for my room over here

I picked up my phone from my bed side locker. I got a text from the one and only Bryce hall 

Fuckhead 🖕👿

Fuckhead🖕👿: I've told everyone, u?

Caoimhe: I still need to tell some people don't forget that I'm on a diffrent time zone to you so don't expect me to text when it afternoon for you 

End of messages 

I walked into my bedroom and into my bathroom. I took a long hard look at myself

I probably didn't need much makeup today but still some to cover the bags under my eyes.

I hoped into the shower and did the regular wash hair shave wash body etc 

I wrapped a towel around my body and went into me bedroom to pick out my outfit. I chose a black sweater with red writing that said honstly and a pair of still softish tracksuit bottoms. 

I made my way up to the kitchen to see sorca sitting looking out the window. I ran up behind her and scared the Living shite out of her "Jesus Mary and Joseph" she squeeled turning around to see me 

"Holy moly" she said as she blessed herself "to the father son and the Holy Spirit" she said under  her breath

"Wanna go to ikea with me?" I asked hopefully 

"Why tf not" she replied 

I grabbed my keys "let's go to the go show" I said extending the word go to a more goo 

We hopped in the car and just listened to the radio all the way there 


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