Those countless sleepovers
(minus the sleep)
when we would hang out
with the moon and wait
till the sun arrives...

over many shots of cheap tequila
or a pitcher of gin and juice
with instant noodles,
teenage angst and crazy stories
as our side dish
(back when we were broke and still in school)

or over cups of overpriced
coffee and hot chocolate,
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circles round my eyes
slept not a wink since last night
grand time with great friends