(_Purple_Dragon_ wrote this chapter)

Kim's POV:

As I walked from the couch to the table I squint up at the clock on the oven to see that it's ten. I take a small sip from my orange juice as my waffles arrive. I pour way too many dark chocolate chips into my hand then put one in each hole in the waffle.

"Ok I that's way too many Kim." My dad says. I shove them all into my mouth at once, then give him an innocent look. As I finish eating and washing dishes I pick up my phone.

Im bored 😐     I send, hopping for a reply.

I'm boreddddddd 😟 I say again after a few minutes.

that's a bummer. Her reply is.

Can I come over for a little bit? I ask. My parents were going past her house anyway so they wouldn't mind.

Fine. Only for a few hours.

Wohoooo! 😄

Once I get to her house she goes to do laundry and gets me a bowl of ice cream. I finish it rather quickly, though I don't get a brain freeze. I don't seem to be able to get them luckily. I walk slowly towards where Grace went, causing the floor to creak. I zone out as I enter the hallway her washing machine was located in. When I un-zone out I'm in front of the washing machine, with Grace in it. I scream, whacking the glass as I panic. She is going to murder me in my sleep... I think as she pops out of existence. Some part of me expected it, but I still gasped slightly. I pull open the door, climb in, and the machine starts again.