6. Comfy Clothes.
The next day I watched read, sobbed and slept. I couldn't bear to do anything else.
I heard a knock on the door. "Come in" I shouted scrambling to wipe away all the tears. A man poked their head in to my room. I could recognize that face anywhere!
Why is he here? We don't leave until tomorrow...
He went over to a chair and swung his backpack onto it. He quickly unzipped it and pulled something out of it before zipping it back up. He tossed me what he had just pulled out of his bag. I quickly examined the items. They were clothes. My clothes. There was a black fall out boy hoodie with a pair of roots track pants. Oh thank god.
"Go ahead and change and get ready. We are 'blowing this joint.'" He always said corny stuff like that, which always made me laugh.
We both had a giggle fit.
"Where are we going?"
"Well... Back to your house to pack up somethings, go to the post office, out to dinner wherever you want and then off to the airport."
"Alright sounds good."
I went into the bathroom and quickly brushed my hair and teeth and used the toilet, I then I put on my oober comfy clothes.
"Im reaaaady!" I sung to him as I dragged on the a.