"Oh how I love her, my ghetto love bird" ☆ﾟ
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Connie x Black Fem Reader
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ |◁ II ▷|
"𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝, 𝐟𝐫�...
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─────── #¹ WAKE THAT ASS UP 9:03am *play song media box above*
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0:00 ───|────── 4:52 |◁ II ▷|
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"The sweetest thing I've ever known Was like the kiss on the collarbone Soft caress of happiness The way you walk your style of dress" ♩
You stirred in your sleep at the gentle sound of "The Sweetest Thing" by Lauryn Hill wafting out of your phone, having hated the awful blaring of a regular iPhone alarm you were quick to change it out for something a lot more peaceful. You were hardly a morning person and was know for sleeping through any and everything but today was orientation for your university which meant sleeping in wouldn't be an option.
"I wish I didn't get so weak Ooo baby just to hear you speak Makes me argue just to see How much you're in love with me See like a queen a queen upon her throne" ♬
Stretching your legs as far as they'd go until they shook rapidly, you sighed softly. Roughly rubbing your eyes, squinting at the rays of sunlight flooding in from the floor length windows of your hollywood hills home and sat up in the giant bed overflowing with fluffy white duvets and blankets. You felt around subconsciously for your bonnet, pleased to find it still in place and settled on letting the song play from the sound system connected throughout your place.
"It was the sweet sweet sweetest thing I know, It was the sweet sweet sweetest thing I know" ♪
Khalan burst into your room, slamming your door against the wall as he screeched the bridge of the song in an horribly off key pitch. His dark green durag was tied so tightly you were sure it'd leave that infamous mark around his forehead as his signature puffs stuck out in all directions. He was wearing nothing but a white wifebeater and black sweatpants that had been scrunched up to show his old man slippers and socks. It was obvious he had heard your alarm and decided to come and screw with you in the first few moments that he had woken up.
"Godammit, Moose pipe down!" you groaned flopping back into bed, as you pressed a pillow over your ears to drown out his horrible voice.
