Sophie Barnes
Even though I wasn't a light sleeper overall, the sound of the front door sounded clearly. Showing she was finally back. I was going to try and get out of bed for some story time, but I was so lazy, I waited for her to get to me first. I listened for her footsteps with my eyes closed. I imagined all she would be doing at the moment, getting herself ready for a blunt from her night out.
It took a while before she got to my room, but she eventually did. Along with her was the weed tray, what looked like a take-out bag and her in a hoodie I had never seen before. That was where I decided to sit up from the bed. You see, there is a fuel that comes with being nosy, it gives you a purpose to live and, right now, I needed to know the correlation between the piece of cloth I had
