I knocked on the door, carrying my blanket in one hand. There was no answer for a few seconds before Edward opened up. He must have been in a shower, a towel wrapped around his waist, his hair wet, water dripping down his body.
"Hi," he greeted, eyeing the blanket on my arm.
"Uh, sleepover?" I asked nervously. He might not like it. I'm just taking my chances. Judging by the hesitation in his face, I caught him off guard.
"Yeah yeah, sure. Why not?" He said letting out a small smile. "I was just finishing up in the bathroom. Come in," he opened the door wider.
I went in, noticing the familiar interior design of the room. I guess all the rooms are the same. "I'm just going to finish up real quick," he said walking into the bathroom. I nodded and went to sit on the bed, and waited.
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