Chapter 217

• "Is she still asleep?" Amelia asks as I walk into the room. She's already half dressed, sliding on a pair of track pants after having already rid herself of her sweater, now wearing one of my Pink Floyd t-shirts. Damn, I got caught up in being a good uncle and I missed the show.
• "She's completely asleep, she's probably exhausted" I reply as I walk over to my overnight bag and open it up, taking off my shirt, folding it up and placing it inside. I turn my head to the side and catch Amelia staring at my back, her cheeks redden instantly before she mumbles something about teeth and picks up her toilet bag and rushes out into the hallway, most likely towards the bathroom.
• I take off the rest of my clothes and pull on a pair of boxers and some sweatpants, packing my clothes away and placing the bag over by the end of the bed. I retrieve my own toothbrush out of my bag and take it with me as I walk to the bathroom. Amelia is brushing her teeth, leaning against the sink when I walk in and start applying toothpaste. She steps away from the sink and allows me to wet the brush before I put it into my mouth and start brushing. And we just stand there, simultaneously brushing our teeth side by side, smiling at each other in the mirror like absolute weirdos. The kind of people I'd watch in a movie and think that they're so pathetic and sappy, now I am them. Amelia washes her mouth out and walks back to my room, and I'm not far behind her.