“Bye! See you! I'm fucking sleeping! What the hell you think I'll do?! By the way, I put something in your luggage just in case you do something stupid! Ciao!”
As soon as the lovebirds left, I jumped from my bed and screamed. “FREEDOM!!” I left my bed the way it was, I put on my lavender silk robe and my cheetah print slippers, and I went to the kitchen to eat breakfast. By breakfast, I mean two hot pockets heated up in the microwave. After making my so called breakfast, I sat on the black sofa in the living room and turned on the TV to E! News.
“Rumor has it that Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson, a former 2/5 of the boy band One Direction, have been spotted in the C–”
“OH MY LORD THAT'S FUCKING HOT! JESUS CHRIST! ” I ran to the kitchen and quickly chugged down the glass of milk I left on the counter. After my mouth was extinguished, I went back to the living room to see if E! News was still on, but it ended. Damn. I missed the complete rumor about Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles... I was about to turn off the TV, but Sex and the City came on. Okay, one episode wouldn't hurt. I'll just get ready after.