Laughter
I woke up at two in the morning hearing some chuckling. I opened my eyes to see my roommate's door open and she's in bed covered up. Looking around to see nothing, but hearing my roommate laughing in her sleep, I covered back up ignoring it falling back to sleep.
At the break of day, I got up and saw my roommate making breakfast. I asked,
"Why were you laughing?"
She gave a strange look, "Laughing?... What laughing?"
"Last night, in your room."
"That wasn't me," she responded, "I was gone all night studying."
Author Notes: What made this 'great' and what made this 'poor'?
Criticism very welcomed.
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