Pajamas party

by Wither

Finally moved to my parents’ again, and in between stuffing myself silly with delicious homemade goodness and skype-ing with my best friend about our horoscopes, Alya and the Blonde came over for a sleepover. We took hundreds of pictures sitting on my balcony until 2 am, though most of them will never see public light. But of course that has nothing to do with the fact that I was in poodles pajamas and looked like I was on drugs the entire time…

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