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(update, i'm rewriting this and i'm at 15.2k. it's been that fuckin long. thank y'all.
i'm sorry y'all i got a long term boyfriend now, he's perfect and i feel like ion gotta fantasize abt pooh no more LMFOAJWIWHSIAHS 💀💀💀💀)
BOOTS' POV
I FOUND JADE STANDING BY the fridge, eating chips she got from the store run.
as soon as she saw me her face lit up.
"take some shots with me bitch!" this heifer tryna kill me tonight.
i was wit it tho.
"shots of what?"
she shrugs. "whatever these niggas got." she runs her fingers along the tops of the bottles, picking up a bottle of bacardi.
i nod.
she slightly pours it into two solo cups, equaling to about two shots.
"ready?" i nod, and we both knock the cups back.
"i wanna do another one," i say.
she dramatically gasps. "you? another one? are pigs flying?"
"bitch hush and give me the bottle," i giggle as i reach for it.
she pours it down my throat. i can feel it burn, plus i'm not swallowing fast enough for the rate she's pouring the liquor.
i cough and she moves the bottle out of my way as i try to catch my breath.
"my turn next."
i turn to see meechy.
"where do you keep popping up from?" i ask, mainly to myself. "do you not want me around?" at this point, i had to remember what pooh said. play along.
"it's not even that, you just can't sneak up on a real bitch like that," i reply, wiping liquor from around my mouth.
he chuckles. "gimmie the bottle jade," i say. she looks at him, then at me, then hands me the bottle.
"your turn, right?" i ask, holding the bottle up. he shrugs in a "fuck it, why not" way and steps closer to me.
"aw that's so cute. you ain't even tall enough to pour the shit." he taunted. "shut up," i bucked playfully at him. sliding the chair from next to me, i stood on top of it.
"don't fall," he says, grabbing the back of my thigh. "i'm good." he grabs the other one with the other hand as i pour the drink down his throat.
music blasts in the background as people record and form crowds, cheering me and meechy on.
as i climb down from the chair i feel my phone buzz in my back pocket. i decide to ignore it.
"so who is he?" jade asks as meechy walks off with his mans again.
"oh meechy? he's an old friend." i quickly lie, rubbing my hand on my shoulder. i could see confusion on her face, but she stayed quiet.
