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-Wake up fucking! What do I have to do to get someone to listen to me in this house !?- I hear a shrill voice yell in my ear. Someone is shaking me and touching my balls. Not literally.
I open my eyes and see Lailah taking the sheets off her, but when she sees that I'm in boxers she turns red and puts them back on. She is wearing pink pajamas with bunnies.
-You know, you should get up now, because ...
- Now you see- she interrupted when I get out of bed and stretch.
-Oh God! - she covers her eyes with one hand and turns around in shame- My parents are downstairs! What do you think you're doing?!
I yawn. I don't care. Her parents shouldn't be surprised that her daughter had someone sleeping in her house and boxers. She is a teenager, right?
- And?- I ask with a shrug- You're very exaggerated, Lailah.
She puts on that incredulous face that she makes when I hurt her pride.
-Lailah, honey! -the voice of her mother sounds downstairs
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