Once I’m inside, I grab the first drink I touch from the fridge, order pizza and rush to my room. When it arrives, my room is dark enough to pass for a cinema. I snuggle under the sheet, laptop propped on my legs and box of pizza on the bed, giggling as the credits roll in. I have seen this movie a thousand times but the suspense remains the same as the first time.
A yawn leaves me, I close my eyes and jolt awake to the sound of my phone going off. I squint at the phone, mind a bit hazy as I blindly reach for the switch. Light floods the room, I blink sleepily at my phone, unable to process the words on my screen. The empty can of soda crunches under my feet as I get out of the bed, I toss it into the dustbin beside the door, groaning when my phone resumes vibrating.
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