if I crash on the couch can I sleep in my clothes

Pennys P.O.V.
Mikey sat cross-legged on ‘my’ bed and I on his lap, my legs wraped around his waist. I angled his face and deepend the kiss. My phone rang. You have got to be kidding me I wil ligitimatly castrate the son of a bitch who ruined this perfect momen- oh its Lydia
“hey”
“hi” Lydia’s hangover voice rattled through the phone
“hows the inside of your mouth tasting this morning” I said smugly
“w-what?”
“well after all those beers you bust have thrown up at least seventeen times” I mocked through my mobile this made Mikey snigger and he kissed my neck
“oh yeah right…” she sounded relived hmmmmmmmmm -_-
“what are you hiding from me?”
“uhhhh how would you feel about staying in Jersey until further notice” I’m surprised Mikey’s head didn’t unlatch from his neck and fly across the room whit how he nodded
“umm yeah actually that’s kinda perfect”
“why?” her voice perked up“actually tell me when you and mikey eventually get your arses over here”
“okay okay jeez” I hung up on her

Notes

omg im ashamed i haven't posted for so long plz dont kill me love u guise

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