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My bed doesn’t feel as comfy tonight, but I enjoy petting Tickles, who is lying on my bed at the moment. I’m surprised my dad hasn’t stolen Tickles for his bed again. Though, he’s not home yet, so I imagine it could still happen.
You know, it feels pathetic to always be home earlier than your parent. At least that’s how I feel. I should be the one out late.
My phone buzzes, and it’s Seth.
I don’t answer. I don’t know why I’m so pissed off, but I am. It’s bothering me that I’m so angry with my best friend.
“You’ll be my best friend, won’t you, Tickles?” I scratch behind his ears, and he seems happy. “We need to go see Geoffrey tomorrow. I bet you miss him, huh? He’s been in the hospital for far too long.”
My phone buzzes again.
I hit ignore. Besides, it’s about time to look out the window and up to the sky.