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𝗪𝗘𝗗𝗡𝗘𝗦𝗗𝗔𝗬, 𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝙖𝙢

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𝗪𝗘𝗗𝗡𝗘𝗦𝗗𝗔𝗬, 𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝙖𝙢.
:: 📍 𝘆/𝗻 𝗹/𝗻'𝘀 𝗱𝗼𝗿𝗺
𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿! :)

You only had one class today and immediately after that you crashed at home, going to bed immediately. You found yourself not getting a good nights sleep due to essays coming to you right, left and center.

Your rest is interrupted once your alarm goes off, and you groan at the sound of it. You had only been sleeping for about two hours now and you knew you had a few errands to run so you just got up. Rubbing your eyes and sitting up in your bed, you grab your phone to open messages.

mommy 🩷🩷.

good morning beautiful 🤍
just checking in
You're still coming over today right?

Morning mama, I just woke up from a nap after classes ☺️
↳I am! I'll be there in the afternoon after running some errands, its not a long drive.

Perfect
Cant wait to see you, i love you 🥰🥰

I love you too🫶🏾

With a small huff, you get out of your bed and rub your eyes and you blink rapidly afterwards. You slip on your slippers and get ready for the day—doing your usual routine. You had a few errands to run due to you procrastinating and college holding you back quite a bit. Plus, you wanted to stop at the mall to find your mom a small gift since you hadn't seen her in a while and wanted to make her happy.

You first made your bed and then went through your closet to lay out an outfit beforehand which didn't take too long. You were going for something comfortable but cute and simple and you found just that. You hum to your neo-soul playlist playing lowly in the background as you pick out your shoes which you would wear for today. Then, finally, you were ready to get ready for the day.

a/n: D'angelo fans stay behind me 🙋🏾‍♀️ lady has me in a chokehold

Your fluffy slippers feel comfortable on your feet as you open your bedroom door to make your way to the bathroom, yawning as you walk. You hear Sasha in the kitchen cooking breakfast, smelling omelette nearby which piqued your interest. "Morning Sash." You say to her and she turns around. "Morning, N/n. Sleep well?" She asks with a small smile on her face.

"Mhm." You hum lowly. "I wont be around today, by the way. I'm gonna visit my mom today and run a few errands sooo...I dont know when I'll be back."  You inform her and she nods. "No prob, tell your Mom I said hey. she makes a fire spaghetti bolognese..."  she says the last part lowly and you roll your eyes as you still heard her. "Fat ass." you cackle to yourself.

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