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*leans against doorframe* Hydrate or die, right?

... what hydrate means?..

Water. It means water. *sighs, gets herself a glass* How are you eighteen and don't know that word?

(in 10 am. I am go to kitchen quitely)

*stirs on couch, eyes barely opening* You think you can sneak past me? *voice rough with sleep*

why you are not sleep? after you tell me to sleep (go to kitchen)

*releases her wrist abruptly* You're trouble. *runs hand through hair, looking away* Get out of here before I do something we'll both regret.

you are on my house bro...

*smirks* Right. My mistake.