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My friend Chloe who lives in Park Slope, Brooklyn invited me for a sleepover. At first I thought, 'Oh dear, how am I going to do this?'. I'm the worst with sleepovers: I get irritable and annoyed with everybody around me when I start to get tired, and I also hear one creek in the floorboards and I immediately assume that the house is haunted. Now, I was going to a sleepover where I couldn't easily call my mom and come home/convince that a ghost wouldn't follow me home. After some thought though, I decided to do it and I am so happy I did. First off, Chloe brought me to the Cat Cafe, which is basically a little store with couches and toys with cats all around who are up for adoption (there is a cafe next door where all the proceeds go to the adoption organization). I love cats with a legit burning passion, so this was heaven (although it was a little overwhelming for me, I must say). If you like cats, seriously pay a visit. I'm pretty positive I'm volunteering there this summer.
After that we got dinner, did Broadway karaoke (What could be better?), and watched Sherlock while eating fro-yo. Btw, I am now obssessed with that show, it's just so good.
Also, shoutout to Chloe's little sister, Lucy. for not being the annoying litter sister thatI used to be! And of course, thank to Chloe showing me around her neighborhood!💛
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Feminist, singer, writer, animal lover, actress, fashionista, tv junkie, shark enthusiast, wanderer, music lover, New Yorker, and most of all, human.