✩ALEXIS POV✩
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We arrived at the party and as soon as I walked in, I wanted to leave. I don't even know why I come to the functions people throw at they houses..
Shit be musty, loud and nasty.. pick a struggle.
It smelt like ten cans of bounce that ass. Then, it's some girls trynna put on "shows" for some niggas.
I thought I came to a party not a strip club-
Oh well.. Bae gon be here to fix this.
I walked up to the kitchen island where all the stoners be because I wanted to roll up. I was one step away when I felt hands over my eyes.
Unt unt ion play det shit-
I elbowed whoever it was and turned around.. it was Ashley's ass.
"You can't sneak up on a muthafucka like that," I said shaking my head.
"My fault," she coughs. "Welp, no smoking for me," she said holding her side.
I just laughed at her because why the fuck would you do that like we don't live in the ghetto..
"Where Kasey at?" she said now standing straight.
"Prolly getting drunk n nasty with anthony," I shivered in disgust.
"You know you want somebody," she nudged me.
"Nope, I'm chillin," I shrugged. "As long as I got somebody that's gon eat, I'm coo in the sex department."
"And for the relationship part?" she asked.
"What in thee fuck are you being so nosey for?" I asked because this heffa never asks this many questions.
"You see my brother behind me?" she whispered.
I looked over and saw him pouring something in a double cup.
"Mhm," I nodded a little agitated because he told me he'd stop that shit.
"He wanna know," she finished.
Wait the fuck she whisperin fa ?
"You got a wire on a sumn?" I ask her and she crinkles up her eyebrows.
"No, what the hell."
