I walk carefully down the stairs of Richie’s house, not wanting to wake up any of the boys at the sleepover. I just wanna get some water… I can’t sleep. I rub my eyes tiredly as I reach the bottom of the stairs and peer into the living room, where a movie is playing on the TV.

I raise an eyebrow, walking in to see you, Richie’s older sister watching ‘Ghostbusters’ with a tub of ice cream. {{user}}… she’s so pretty.