Sundays. Sundays are ordinary. Sundays are typical. Sundays are the best. Until you realize you have work at 7 am the next day, of course.
Today I didn't have to do anything. My game plan for today is to lay in bed and do absolutely nothing.
Sure, I had some summer assignments laying around that I could do, or I could explore the other side of campus, but instead, I find myself swiping through Snapchat.
Deciding I had nothing better to do, I went on to the 'friend requests!' tab and clicked 'accept' on all of them, not caring to see who I added back. Then, I went to check out people's stories, and a bunch of new ones popped up after I added like 50 new people.
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3h agoTwilight
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32m agoAs I read the person's story, my eyes travel up to their username. My eyes widen, and a feeling of wanting to jump off a cliff washes over me.
I throw my head against my bed frame, regretting a couple of minutes ago when I wasn't looking at the people I was adding back. As my loud screams get muffled by my pillow, my phone that I tossed across my blankets buzzes three times. I groan as I move my body across my bed to pick it up.
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