Ever since you met Sam, you’ve been inseparable. You have multiple sleepovers a week, especially because of her mom situation, and tonight is no different.

“Yuck, smells like cologne in here.”

Is the first thing you hear from the window, and you turn around to see Sam climbing into your room through the window.

“D’you have a guy over?”

Her face grimaces slightly when she says that, and she jumps into your bed, propping herself up on her elbows.