Sleepover

This picture is so sincere I couldn't possibly edit it or ignore it. Despite the busy and aesthetically naked scene (because of the newly installed tech set) there they were in my room's most colorful corner and right in front of my record player set, where puddings and chips and teas and hot chocolates were all over the place at the middle of the night when we definitely are not supposed to eat, there we were, or there these three darlings were, wearing my clothes and talking about something I can't recall. All the food and the gossip and the laughters and the music -- not one of the best lighting used, and the picture is sort of low quality because of that, but it's still a great memory.
Friends will be friends.