Nicole Harper
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I was lost in thought until I fell asleep.
By the time I woke up, it was very dark outside. I checked my phone to see that it was already past eight at night. I blinked in surprise. How long did I think for? How long did I sleep for?
I sat on the bed, not sure what to do, then my stomach rumbled and I found myself changing into something much more comfortable—an old t-shirt and a pair of shorts.
Barefoot, I made my way downstairs and went to the kitchen. The space was huge. It was the kind of kitchen that made you want to spend time in it regardless of whether or not you knew how to cook.
I wasn’t sure what I was looking for, but I opened the fridge, hoping to find something to eat. A blue sticky note caught my attention and I carried the container it was stuck on.
