The Mystery of the Sleepover Denial

You’re not gonna believe this… I was at my friend’s house, Xboxing,

trash-talking, pool cannonballs, and eating a whole bag of Cool Ranch Doritos.

Sun’s setting, sky’s orange… I ask, “Can I sleep over?” He runs to ask his

mom, . Then she turns to me and says… “No.” No explanation. No smile.

I’m thinking… did I clog the toilet? Forget to thank you for pizza rolls? So I pack up, ,

, eating dry cereal like a raccoon. An hour later, I get a call: my

friend panicking, “Bro, what did you do?” Then his mom screaming: “IF YOU DON’T GET

OVER HERE RIGHT NOW, I’M CALLING THE POLICE!” . Honestly… I still