"Isabella, open the door right this minute!" My mom yelled while we scrambled around. Luka struggled to put on his clothes while I struggled to find something else to wear. He gathered his jacket and boots and moved towards the toilet. "What are you doing?" I whispered in shock, pulling him back, "you need to go, like in that direction," I pointed towards the window and he nodded, struggling to put on his shoes as he trailed in that direction. I rushed after him and watched him climb down, as lithe as a jumping monkey. The moment he jumped out, I struggled to smooth the bed as much as I could. I just hoped the air didn't smell of sex and all of that. "Isabella!" The octave of her voice was deeper and I knew that she was close to her elastic limit at this point. "I'm coming mum," I answered groggily and opened the door. I rubbed my eyes with my knuckle and used the best sleeping voice I had, "what is it mum?" She pushed past me to enter the room and looked around. "So you want to
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