it's the perfect rainy day to just lay in bed. so i had planned to do that - but not by myself - with you. i had just called you to see if you were awake and to ask if i could come over and play. i was almost to your house - not even 2 minutes away and my stupid phone begins to ring. a dumb shrill high-pitched ring. it was my mother. she tells me to come home that my dad has locked his keys in his car and she has to drive there to unlock them. perfect timing. so now i have to wait an hour before i can be under the covers with your fuzzy bed head.

on a completely unrelated note, driving at high speeds in the rain causes one to slide good and far.

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