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I couldn't sleep that night, when could I ever sleep, those clothes that Dallas had let me borrow taunted me. The smell lingered on them strongly, even if I had stuffed them into my closet, or threw them out the window, well then I would never see them again, making for a complicated apology to Dallas.

How was I even supposed to give the clothes back to him? This was becoming to much to think about, but that smell was fogging my whole mind, I'm just glad Natalie hadn't come in, she would've smelt it for sure.

I couldn't let these clothes smell on, so I would wash them. Hopefully when I gave them back to him, it wouldn't smell like a flower field. I fumbled the clothes into a grocery bag, I had lying around and slyly slipped out of the room, hoping no one was awake.

Luckily the lights were off, as I made my way downstairs. Natalie had gone to sleep after we had watched movie after movie, because Nolan was gone on some business trip he was supposed to be back al