"Okay. . . what else should I bring? I've got two bags, but what should I bring?"
"Do you got L.C? A jacket? Some tank-tops? shorts? T-Shirts? Note books? Undies? Bras?"
I nodded.
"Yes to all of those." I said.
Tomorrow is the day before my birthday. And, I am going to the Inkworld! Tristan, the Shadowman I read out of the forbidden game, was helping me pack.
"What are you going to tell your family?" I stopped what I was doing and started thinking.
"Well. . . I'll leave tomorrow night, so. . . I'll text blackcat tomorrow, and I might just leave a note for everyone. . . What do you-"
"It's cheesy."
"Really? Then, what do you think I should do?" He laid down on the couch with his arms under his head.
"I don't know. . . Just say bye to them."
I stood up, grabbed a pillow and pressed it down over his face. When he got it off, he stared at me.
"Why did you just do that?!" He yelled.
"Because you're stupid! I can't just say 'Bye' to them! They'll wonder why I said that!"
"Fine. . . Then do the notes. . ." He pouted. I did just that.
Well! I know it was short, but I just wanted to put up this!