"...Your mom's outta town. You already had your party last night, an' now tonight you're standin' outside my door. You 'aven't slept 'ave you? Girl, you needa go to bed. Do't worry; don't worry. I'm not tellin' your dad 'bout the party. Lucky for you, I wasn't hear to witness it. Stop starin' at me. Go to bed."
My muse hasn’t slept for days, come in my inbox and make them go to bed
lori pouted and leaned up against the doorframe. “ you really promise you won’t tell my dad? cos he’ll lock me in my room until i’m 40. ” she chuckled. then she rubbed her eyes, trying to play it off like it wasn’t because she was completely wiped. “ and i am not tired, i’m totally energized… i just wanted to make sure and ask if you’d keep it a secret… ” she paused to fight back a yawn, hiding her face behind her hands for a moment. “ i don’t wanna go to bed,” she whined. “ plus i like to stare at you. but, not in a creepy way, in a like… admiring type way. you have a lovely face. ” she said with a smile, too tired to catch how that might come off to him. it was a miracle she was even standing up straight right about now.
