It's been a week since Charlotte and I got scolded by our friends about us being too loud.
I'm still embarrassed by it but I try not to think about it.
Last night I went to bed a little too late and now I'm regretting it.
"Aspen, get up" Charlotte says with an annoyed tone as I grab a pillow and place it over my head
She's been trying to get me up for seven minutes but I'm too tired to get up.
"Aspen Marie Bailey" she scolds in a demanding tone
I peek up at her from under the pillow only to notice that she's already dressed.
She's wearing a black tee with ripped black skinny jeans and bla
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