#i have birthday cards planned! i have midterm snacks planned!

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Hey my love!! It’s my birthday and I have to spend it alone this year so I’m not having the best of days (it’s unfortunate enough to be my birthday right in the middle of a bad mental health period too yayyyyyy) so I was wondering if you had any headcannons on how kageyama, suga, lev and tsukki would celebrate their S/o’s birthday, if that’s okay? ❤️ Sorry if that’s too many, feel free to ignore this request love!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY NONNIE!!! you’re not spending it alone you have me!! and 4 sweet haikyuu boys! my birthday’s next month so i know that winter birthdays can be rough to plan stuff cause school’s a pain and midterms

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kageyama tobio

kageyama doesn’t have ANYTHING planned he had been meaning to but when the day of your birthday arrived and he still hadn’t thought of anything he was like okay let’s just wing it

he tried to plan, he really did, he just felt nothing he thought of was good enough

so it’s the day of, of course he brings you your favorite snack when he first sees you at school, gives you the sweetest kiss ever, offers to carry your stuff for you, everything

somehow, no one knows how, he got out of volleyball practice and instead of him trying to figure out what you want, he lets you choose!

he’s yours for the entire rest of the day, whether you wanna go out to eat or go to an arcade, he’s down for whatever

at the end of the night tho, he takes you to the gym and surprise! all of your friends and the entire karasuno volleyball team is there! they have your favorite type of dessert just for you, balloons, and presents!

“sorry i couldn’t really come up with anything for your birthday y/n. you only deserve the best, and nothing i thought of was good enough and--”

you cut him off with a sweet birthday kiss, cause in the end all you really need is him

sugawara koushi

boy has a whole surprise party planned for you!

if you don’t like the whole jumping out thing, it’s just a party you didn’t know about!

like he was really sweet at school, and got the entire team to sing happy birthday to you, but that weekend was when the real fun would happen

you knew he was up to something when he said to clear your entire saturday, but you just kinda went with it cause you trust him

he got ALL of your friends, close family, the entire team, literally EVERYONE to show up for this!

you just kinda stand there in shock at how elaborate the whole set up for this must have been, and he just gives you the widest grin

there’s banners strung up everywhere, there’s tables full of food and desserts, games for everyone to play, like boy could legit be a party planner

after everything winds down and people start to head home, you just rest your head on sugawara’s chest as he holds you close, and all he says is, “i know this whole thing was so elaborate and fun, but honestly? you’re the real gift here”

lev haiba

he keeps things extremely simple. flowers when you show up to school, your favorite snacks, just being extra caring the whole day

after school, he takes you out to have a nice picnic! he’s got all the food ready, and while he tried to make some of it, he definitely just ordered your favorite food

by some miracle, the weather is great, the spot he picked for the picnic is scenic and gorgeous, and the whole thing is just great

he hands you a small box with a cute red bow on it, and boy definitely cannot stop blushing

it’s a bracelet with a little heart charm on it!! he lets you know his sister helped him pick it out, and hopes you really like it

after y’all eat, you kinda just lay back and stare at the sky, your head on his chest, and just let the clouds float by as you feel completely at peace

tsukishima kei

you honestly thought he had no idea it was your birthday. he didn’t really do anything different, he was just the same tsukki as always

that is, until after school, when instead of going to practice he holds you hand and says “you didn’t think i forgot, did you? tsk, y/n, you know me better than that”

hand in hand, you guys walk to your favorite restaurant!

while you’re at the restaurant, he pulls out a bunch of birthday cards, all from the volleyball team

tsukki knows you’re friends with them, and literally told them all to get you birthday cards or he would fight them

there are even cards from bokuto, akaashi, and kuroo! cause those boys are happy that their tsukki has someone to make him happy

finally, tsukishima pulls out some pieces of paper, and each is a little pda coupon for when y’all are in public

like one hug in public, one kiss in public, that kind of stuff!

yamaguchi gave him the idea and totally feels like a genius

he’s genuinely smiling and even blushing will totally deny it though because you’re happy and that’s all that matters to him

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Here and Gone Again - Chapter 1: The Pizza Man

Chapter Summary: Amelia and her friends hang out during their final hour of school before they all head to Amelia’s house to celebrate her 18th birthday.

Warnings: Light swearing

Word Count: 3,107

Chapter 1/?

“Danger! Danger! This call is from your mother!” Blared the ringtone that I had set for none other than my mom. I looked to the teacher with the phone in my hand, brow raised, silently asking them if I could step outside and answer the call.

“Be quick,” Mr. Wilson, my American Government teacher, replied as he continued his rant on how inaccurate Disney’s version of Pocahontas was.

Nodding my head in thanks, I stood and headed towards the door, answering my phone as I did so. The hallway was silent besides the light chatter coming from the open doors and room-less classrooms around the school. When looking outside the many windows that faced the afternoon sun, one could still see that hints of summer still clung to the trees that had mostly turned various shades of red and orange. Hell, even the sky looked like it could have been a clear summer day. It was late September, so it was a nice sight to see.

“Hey, mom!” I smiled, a sense of reverence hinted in my voice since there were some classroom doors open.

“Hi, honey,” She said, her voice coming out a little garbled from the semi-shitty cell reception. “Are your friends still coming over for the party?”

I smiled widely, excitement bubbling up inside me, remembering that party that was going to take place at my house.

“Most of ‘em,” I said. “Brielynn has to study for college midterms.”

There was a pause for a short time, and during that time, I could hear the sound of my mom’s car running in the background along with the mumbled singing of my older sister Melissa who was sitting in the car with my mom, home from college for the weekend, lucky to get away from the stress of midterms. Assuming the rest would be able to come, she asked another question.

“Okay. Even though I won’t be home for a while, should I get pizza for the friends who don’t like sushi?”

“You don’t have to get the pizza, mom,” I replied. “I can order some when I’m in fourth period so then my friends and I have something to snack on. I’ll have some delivered to the house a little bit before dinner starts if I need to.

With a simple okay, we continued on with saying our goodbyes, for the time being, I hung up and walked back into the classroom, putting my phone away as I sat down. By then, Mr. Wilson was showing students a clip from Pocahontas and was pointing out all of the errors and telling them how the scenarios we witnessed most likely went down. Many students laughed or snorted at Wilson’s varying array of reactions. A few moments later, the clip was finished, which marked the end of his rant. Sighing, Mr. Wilson turned to me, an exasperated look upon his already weary face.

“How did your call go?” He asked, a hand on his hip, his other resting on his computer.

“It was okay,” I shrugged. “My mom is going to pick up some sushi for my 18th birthday party tonight.”

Mr. Wilson gasped and wore a face of feigned a hurt expression. His hand went to his chest as if I just told him that I was going to drop his class altogether. I chuckled and looked at my open computer momentarily, knowing full well that I needed the credit or else I wouldn’t graduate high school.

“Why would she not bring it here?” He cried.

At that, the class laughed. I laughed too, for a time, before I retorted a simple response.

“Well, to be fair, Mr. Wilson,” I sighed dramatically, “I did give you some donuts this morning in thanks for the Starbucks gift card you got me.”

“Touché,” He laughed before checking the time on his computer, seeing there was only one minute left of that class. “Alright, you guys can go. See you guys later.”

After that, the day flew by, each class seeming to be shorter and shorter with each one that passed. After some announcements given to the school by Paul, the music teacher, I was finally able to make it to the fourth and final period of the day. I sat down in my seat and looked around the sweeping room that everyone knows to be the Uncommons. From the three other classrooms and to the front and to the side of me, I could faintly hear different students from different rooms either talking about random things or doing their homework that was assigned that week. One by one, my friends trickled in each one sitting at the round table that we had claimed for ourselves at the beginning of the year. We were all in our most casual attire, seeing as the school lets us take a break from wearing our black, navy, or khaki pants and varying array of school approved shirts.

When we were all freshman, there were seven of us, and we called ourselves the Seven Deadly Sins for shits and giggles at one point, but within the first two years of high school, two had already left the group, either because they didn’t want to hang out with the group or everyone had so much disdain for them that they were, in ways, exiled from the group. Sure, either Tanya or I would talk to that one friend that was exiled at times, but Tanya was the only one who would ever talk to her; more often than not, I would ignore her entire existence, which can be seen as rude when one knows that I was friends with her since the sixth grade, but what’s the point in a friendship when one of them is so toxic one can hardly breathe. In the end, the friends around me were the ones I knew were going to last me a lifetime.

“So, what do you have planned for the party, Amelia?” Artemis queried, pulling me from my thoughts.

“Well, I was thinking we could go on a movie marathon, eat some sushi and pizza, and pull out my Ouija board that my sisters’ friend gave me today…?” I asked more than I said as I fiddled with the felt ears on my Spock socks that I had gotten a few years before. “I mean, we don’t have to do it in that exact order.”

“Now that’s what I call a party,” A voice came from behind me, the smell of pizza wafting into my nose.

I jolted upright and gasped, my foot falling to the cement flooring. In truth, I had forgotten that I had ordered pizza right before announcements. Pulling out my wallet my school bag, I grabbed 20 bucks and handed it to the pizza man, in turn, he handed me my pizza. As he was handing my pizza, the breadsticks sliding off of the top of the pizza boxes and with the shock of the sliding breadsticks, the pizza man almost dropped the pizza. Reflexes kicking, I grabbed the breadsticks, all the while steadying the hand of the pizza man. For a time, the world was at a standstill.

“Damn, Cas, where’d’ya learn that trick?” The man asked, clearly referencing Supernatural, a show that’s been running since 2005.

“I dunno,” I said aloud, almost incomprehensibly, before giggling lightly. “The pizza man?”

My friends snickered behind me, especially Artemis, who understood that reference more than any of my other friends did. I thanked the man for the pizza before I sat the pizza, soda, and breadsticks on the table.

“I just got the basic stuff with stuffed crust. Hope you guys don’t mind,” I said as I got a slice of both pepperoni and Hawaiian.

As soon as I said that, everyone started to grab some of their own food. Each person took a different amount of slices of their pizza and breadsticks that was provided. We were soon stuffing ourselves with pizza, disregarding the endless pile of essays and projects that we had to complete. Leaning to the center of the table, I grabbed the soda and upon opening, the soda bubbled and fizzed inside. Realizing neither I nor my friends didn’t have a cup to drink from, I stood.

“Do you guys want to get you some cups?” I asked, turning slightly towards the direction of the school kitchen.

Each one of them nodded in agreement as they took a bite of their pizza before I headed off to the kitchen for some cups, glad that the school provided clean cups for the students. The next hour and a half soon passed by like a blur, the pizza was mostly eaten, and the soda bottle had been finished off by then. The next thing we knew, it was 3:15 and students were being released by their Study Hall teacher, the halls becoming filled with a sea of freshmen, sophomores, juniors, and seniors. Some of the teachers and the principal saw the students, partially glad that they were now able to go home and relax and probably crack open a beer with a friend or a spouse. In all that chaos, I began to pack my stuff up along with my friends, letting my thoughts overwhelm my senses, drowning out those around me.

As I was packing up my stuff, I felt the sun hit my face, which had blinded me temporarily. I breathed in, thinking about all the years I had spent at this school that I had almost considered a second home. Hell, I’ve been going to the same school since my sixth year. Not to mention that I’ve even spent the night here for an annual event that most of the school population would go to, even if they needed an IV that consisted of the strongest coffee ever in their arm the next morning because of how tired they were. To think that I’ll be graduating in a few months…

“Kinslayer, you okay?” Layla asked, using the nickname I earned in freshman year.

“Hmm? Oh, yeah. Just thinking about graduation,” I sighed softly.

She nodded as she finished packing up the stuff that she brought with her that day. Most of the students had gone by then, either on the bus or in their cars, however, some students remained, due to the fact that their parents hadn’t come to pick them up yet. Teachers talked amongst themselves about the plans they had for the weekend or grumbled about the pile of papers they had to grade. Swinging my bag on my shoulders, I turned to look at the desk of my Literature teacher, Mr. Barnes. He sat there with his hand over his mouth, eyes scanning something before him. As if sensing I was looking, he looked towards me and smiled, beckoning me towards him. When I arrived within earshot that didn’t cause him to yell, he spoke.

“How does it feel to be 18?” He asked, his smile still on his face. I shrugged.

“I still feel the same as if I was still 17,” My reply came easy, seeing as I had always felt the same whenever my birthday came around, besides the fact that the burden of voting and actual adult things now rested upon my shoulders. “Nothing feels too different.”

As if on cue, I felt a familiar presence behind me. Turning, my thoughts had been confirmed. I saw Blakely, who is Mr. Barnes’ wife and my old eighth-grade science teacher, and smiled. I took a step back and turned, leaning in for a hug, a traditional greeting between Blakely and me. The hug was brief, seeing as Blakely pulled away, pulling something wrapped in wrapping from out of her bag. Grinning, I took the gift from her with a small smile that didn’t leave my face for a good while. I looked up from the gift, brushing my hair from off of my shoulder.

“Thank you, but you didn’t have to get me something,” I said. Blakely shrugged and smiled in response.

Taking it as a partial sign to open the present, I gently opened the wrapping. The package was oblong and about a foot and a half in length. When the wrapping was completely off, I saw an innately carved box made of oak with hinges on one side and an easy-to-open lock on the other. Upon opening the wooden box, I saw a wand made of polished wood. The design of didn’t look as if it belonged to any character from Harry Potter or Fantastic Beasts, having already memorized most of the wands that each character had in their possession. My jaw dropped, having realized that the wand before me looked exactly like the one I had on Pottermore. The wand was twelve, almost thirteen inches, aspen wood, and when I held it in my hand and bent it slightly, it was surprisingly flexible. The wand in my hand was amazingly balanced and easy to hold. I waved it around, mentally reciting Alohamora and Expelliarmus. It was perfect.

“If I’m going, to be honest,” I said as I held the wand closer to my face to get a closer look at the glittering woodwork, “I feel like I could kill a man with this thing.”

Both Mr. Barnes and Blakely laughed at my comment, knowing full well that I often used dark humor, or just humor in general, to express how I felt. By then, my friends had gathered around to examine the wand I had received moments earlier, each one of them amazed at the delicate work that was put into the wand itself. Smiling one more time, I turned to the two teachers before me and said goodbye, thanking them for the gift, and headed towards the door.

When leaving the building, the air felt crisp and smelled faintly of warm maple and smoky bonfires from late nights past, making it therapeutic in more ways than one. On top of that, the weatherman had forecasted that there would be a thunderstorm that would start around midnight. Looking into the mostly empty student parking lot, my car was nowhere to be found. Confused, I pulled the keys from my bag to press the unlock button to open my car, only to realize that the keys in my hand were drastically different compared to the keys that I had this morning. My brow furrowed, perplexity written all over my face. Practically hearing the grins on the faces of my friends, I turned to them for answers.

“Look to your left,” Tanya grinned. I was about to ask why, but she just shook her head. “Just do it; you won’t regret it.”

Slowly looking to my left, I saw the thing that had wanted ever since I was thirteen: a sleek, black 1967 Chevrolet Impala. In shock, I froze in my spot. I could hardly breathe as I let the tears fall from my eyes.

“Is this some sort of joke?” I asked as I turned to meet the eyes of my friends, tears still flowing freely from my eyes.

Each one of them shook their head, telling me that the car I was seeing was, in fact, something to I could call my own. My voice cracked with emotion as I struggled to emit a laugh that miserably failed, despite my attempt. I stepped towards the car, resting the tips of my fingers on the passenger side of the engine, slowly running them along the sleek paint, eyes closed. Slowly walking around to the front of the car, my palm making full contact with the hood of the engine, my eyes fluttered open, finally laying eyes on the sight that I had only dreamed of having. My eyes flickered over to my friends a couple of yards away, the biggest grin on my face.

“Get in losers,” I said through a laugh as I ran towards the driver’s door. “We’re going kinslaying!”

As if on cue, my friends climbed into the car, laughing as they did so and upon them entering the car, the keys were already in the ignition. My wrist flicked forward, making the engine roar to life. The next thing I knew, I was pulling out of the parking lot, heading onto I-95. During the car ride home, needless to say, was home to endless bouts of laughter, music, and future inside jokes that we would forever share and treasure in our hearts, no matter the circumstances.

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The smiles on both my face and my friends’ faces grew instantaneously as I turned onto the dirt that lead to my house. I stepped on the gas pedal, making trails of dust into the air behind me. Over bumps, railroad tracks, branches, and small rocks and cracks in the road, I was finally able to pull into the gravel driveway of my house, the sight of my smiling Great Pyrenees Hope and ducks greeting me. Putting the car in park, I hopped out of the car and ran up to Hope, scratching her behind the ears.

“Hello, goofus, my floopy puppy!” The words came out muffled seeing as I had now buried my face in Hope’s snow white fur as I was now hugging my dog tightly, even though I had seen her that morning before I had headed off to school. “Hmm, I love you, goofball, even though you can be a dumbass.”

I could hear Layla snort with laughter behind me while the others chuckled their own response to my odd greeting to my dog. And with that, we headed inside and the partying began.

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Authors Note: Hey, beans! I hope you guys liked the first chapter, it took me quite a while to right. Sorry if it seemed like I was writing a Supernatural or a Harry Potter fanfiction at first (I promise that’ll change in about a chapter or two). I’m also sorry if it seemed weird at any point. This chapter was mainly for an introduction to the characters and plot I have in mind. Besides that, I just wanted to tell you guys that I was planning on writing the rest of the book in the third person, seeing as I would be able to write a bit more for you, not to mention that I’ll be able to get in more detail that should help the story flow more smoothly. I’ll also try and write more about what the other girls are thinking instead of it being all in Amelia’s head. Comment down below and tell me who you’d like the next chapter to be focused on.

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5 Days

Damn, been hanging out with her 5 days straight.

Friday - woke up early at like 9 am to head over to her place, then we got ready to head to SF. Got to SF around 2 PM, tried boba guys for first time. I thought it was whatever lol. Idk the boba is chewy and good, but I think places like 7 Leaves/Almond Haus/other SoCal boba places are prob better. Afterwards, we watched The Flash together at her place and I got to put my arm around her during it haha. She played the piano for fun, since she hasn’t played in a while. Then, I think we got dinner at some place called Night Market, which is like chinese streetfood. They had a projector that shows kinda like streetfood stands and the streets idk. The food was pretty good actually~ Got a pork bun, skewers, and some chicken :) Then at night, we went to Armnhmr together. She brought along a friend named Jose, and he was pretty chill. We drank and pregamed in the car (she drove), and then went inside around 10ish. We danced for a bit, then went to the bar to order some drinks which were stupidly expensive... Like I’ve been to night clubs before with bars, but damn this one was insanely expensive. Michelle met some of her friends at the event too, while we were getting drinks. Then we went back inside and Lione was playing. He was pretty good actually! Was grinding on Michelle during the dance haha. There’s some other tiny details that went on during the event, but it’s whatever like weird white dude that got us free water. After the event, when we got back to Michelle’s car her back window broke :( it got broken into by some random person. At first, we didn’t think anything was stolen. It was kinda surprising tho, since I had my external battery there, her friend has some expensive vape, and etc. But nothing was taken?? We called the police and tried to file a report, but apparently they can’t do anything unless we have a suspect lol... In a bit, it turns out Jose’s backpack got stolen, but thankfully there wasn’t any money or anything in it. We called the police again, telling them something was stolen, and they said they might send someone. After waiting over an hour and a half in the cold, they never came. So Jose was like forget about it, let’s just go. So we ended up leaving and going back to Michelle’s place. I felt sooo fking bad for both Jose and Michelle... Like damn :( idk I hate it when bad things happen to ppl that I know. Afterwards, I uhh did not think it would be a good idea to ask if I could sleep in her bed with her LOL... 

Saturday - was a much better day! It was fun. Uhh woke up, etc etc. Michelle got her uncle to pick up her car. I think we went to the bank, so she could get money for the window to get fixed. Then we met up with her friend Chelsea? If I remember her name correctly. She was really nice. We shot for fun at some place with pretty stairs and a nice view. I didn’t get very good shots tho imo, since it was too sunny when I wanted it to not be sunny, but too dark (blue hour) by the time we got down :( oh well... Stopped by target afterwards so Michelle could buy like snacks to bring back to SB, got boba, and then dropped Chelsea off. Then we got dinner at some hot pot place I think called Tasty pot or idr completely. They have a location in San Diego, I know that. Not sure if in LA or SoCal tho. She said it’s better than boiling point, but I think I like boiling point a bit more haha. Afterwards, we kinda chilled at her place. We watched American Horror stories, I kinda put my arm around her and etc during it. I think we watched during the day actually and she played the guitar a bit, while we sang some old throwback songs. Uhh, but yeah, I remember looking through each other tumblrs a bit for fun to see what we reblogged at the start of tumblr days. Thankfully, she didn’t look too much at my tumblr, otherwise she’d see sad boi or too lovey dovey posts at certain points in time lolol. Idk, not trying to seem  soft here. But yeah, at night just went to sleep, she was up late tho cleaning and packing stuff.

Sunday - hmhm, we went to get breakfast at some yummy breakfast place. It’s like a crepe place, but they have other stuff and savory crepes. The area was really nice actually and had a bunch of good food places that I’d love to try :O We also took pictures around for fun. Then it was time to head back to her place, she packed up, and then we picked up 2 ride share ppl to go back to SB. One was cool, she apparently knew my friend Jessica! She also listens to a shit ton of hip hop and likes Logic like me. So I had a nice convo with her. Then afterwards, it got kinda silent, and I just talked to Michelle. Went on some uhh certain topics like making out and etc. We picked up Chloe somewhat towards the end of the ride, since we were passing by SLO and she was there! Did some Escape planning as well. Not too sure as of rn, if we’re 100% going together. But if we do the plan would be to go to escape together, she can stay at my place, pumpkin patch + oc adventure together, and I’d show her a bunch of cool food places that she’s never tried. After dropping me off, she sent me a text wondering if I had fun at SF and sorry that she couldn’t show me around more, since she was too stressed from her window being smashed. Then she asked to watch The Flash together on like Friday or something, but I’m unfortunately busy Friday :(( going home for weekend.

Monday - somewhat fun day. Bryan bailed on our dinner plans. So I invited Michelle to the dinner plans with Brent, Henry, Kristy, Jessica, and me at Lama Dog. It was fun, she met my friends Brent and Henry for the first time. She thinks they’re funny. I like to hype up my friends to each other before they meet, so I told Brent about Michelle before he met her, so he think she’s cool. Then they kinda got along when they did talk haha. We all got drinks at Lama Dog, except Michelle since she had to study later. But I shared with her some of my drink, which was kinda ehhh. Food was good tho~ Pork belly quesadilla was bomb!! Afterwards, we planned to play drinking games at my place, but had to drop off Michelle. After we got to my place, I snapped the drinks and etc, she’s liike tfti. I’m like lmao we invited u, come through. Then she ended up driving to my apartment and actually coming through + playing the drinking game while kinda studying haha. It was fun, the uh drinking card game let us know more about each other, she got to know more about my friends from it, and yee. There were a couple cards that kinda got some flirting going on. I put my arm around her and she was chill with it. She gave me the most likely to have sex in public card lol... I couldn’t deny that I have done so, and she was a curious girl on wheree and etc haha. Also I changed my name on her contacts to add a heart, and she changed her contacts to add emojis too to make it fair. I offered to drive her the next day, since she brought a diff car to SB and it doesn’t have her parking permit. So I ended up waking up early in the morning just for her, to pick her up, and drop her off at school/walk her to class. I mean, I had class at the same time, but I had to wake up extra early to quickly shower to not look super bad + change + pick her up and etc haha. But yeah, that was Tuesday morning. Afterwards, I don’t think anything else happened.

Wednesday - she canceled on our plans on Thursday rip, prob from frat stuff. Unfortunately, won’t be able to hang out with her for the rest of the week, since I’m going home. I wonder if she’ll miss me ;o Regardless, I’m gonna have a great time going home. Gonna go to an EP launch event in LA on Friday with Jenn, gonna drink with her too! Then gonna go to a photography event on Saturday that’ll have my ex-Kristy, Jenn + Cat, this photographer friend from SD, and maybe I’ll make new friends too at the meetup! I don’t think I’ll get very good pics from the meetup tho, since the location is too green lol... I hate green in photos. Then after the meetup, my cousin Khoa is turning 21. So I’ll be at his birthday party and hopefully it’ll be littyyy. :] Then on Sunday, maybe I’ll be able to hang out with my friend Erika. But fk, I have to get back to SB at a reasonable time, since I have a midterm for my math class on Monday lol... Anyways, those are my current weekend plans