CAMILLA RENÉESATURDAY.CAL-U.For the past eight months, I've made a schedule for my weekends. It rotates like clockwork and it never declines. I wake up, dump all my dirty clothes into the washer, set it to wash and dry then return to my room, set a one hour alarm to return and pick it all up then dive straight into the day's activities which include but aren't limited to—snacks, movies, and a soft bed with silk sheets.You'd think being in college makes an old dog learn new tricks, yes I realise I'm calling myself a dog, it's more of a reference. Anyway, being in college changes nothing.I usually jumpstart the day by binge-watching on Friday night, which got hijacked by Miranda.Granted, that caused a lot of other events to unfold. I can't help but scold myself. If I resisted further and stayed inside, none of those terrible things would've occurred.Not things. Thing. Dylan fucking Emerton thing.Jimmy's kiss. Twice. That
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