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Evan had many questions about this, one of which being how the fuck did she manage to take off his window screen from the outside , and another being what had convinced Zoe to come over so late at night. He wasn’t gonna complain though, Zoe Murphy was in his room, if he had been told a year ago that this would happen there was no way in hell he would believe it. “Won’t your parents be worried if they wake up and you aren’t there?”

_{a soft snort. zoe doubted her mom would pull out of her reverie long enough to notice her missing, && she knew her dad was already fast asleep. ❝—- it’s like two am. they won’t be up for a good four hours. ❞ another quick kiss before she let her nose bump against his, voice dropping. ❝—- but i don’t really want to think about them right now. i came here to see you, evan. ❞}

_{maybe this was a little too much, showing up uninvited && technically breaking in, but she really didn’t care. everyone’s attention was focused on connor now, && he wasn’t even alive – she was unused to being pushed to the back of people’s minds. it was probably karma. all of that aside, nothing of the sort happened with evan.}

_{she pulled back just enough to look him in the face, && a little scoff escaped her. ❝—- you drool in your sleep, by the way. ❞}