Madeline had returned earlier than Alvise, thus, she had had enough time to start packing what she thought she'd need for the slumber party; a set of pajamas, flipflops, her toothbrush and pretty much anything she could think of.
It didn't feel like she was only going to be gone for a night; she was definitely overthinking the whole thing that was why she was all jittery and anxious. She hadn't been away from home since she had been to Dr. Waltz place, it was probably understandable that she'd be like this.
She had considered packing her medications but had thought against it; what if one of the girls saw them? How would she explain that she suffered from severe FMF and even OCD? What if they wouldn't want to hang out with her anymore?
Plus, she was sure she could make it through the n
