Tonight when I’m inevitably up at 3:30am just staring at the walls, I’m going to reread this.
Lexi Namer

We should start a gang. We won’t leave our houses or have actual meetings or anything. But we could have an official uniform. We could know that other members of the gang are needlessly awake at 3:30am (I’m thinking the “330 Ups” as a working title — we could vote on this later), and all agree that at some point around 5am we we’re having a dance-off/spoon battle in our kitchens. Plus snapping. Loads of snapping.

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