when you do all of the work for a “group” project
I never did get to show her…
This is the saddest post on tumblr
okay, storytime. At a group sleepover, there’s this girl, the most innocent thing you’ve ever met, k? She nods off on the couch early on in the night. As everyone’s getting ready to play cards, one of my friends lean back and hears her mumbling in her sleep.
My friend motions for everyone to be quiet. The girl snuggles her blanket, smiles, and in the sweetest voice, says, “Go on, Brandon. You can jump. It’s only 30 stories.”
my sister talks in her sleep and she used to mumble the strangest things. One time she asked “wheres the key for the lock?” and then another time she sat up and tried to grab the circles on her bed sheets mumbling about putting away plates