it was weird how we met, never had i seen her before amongst the crowded campus courtyards. it seemed like some sort of higher power had sent her to me, reminding me that life still had some happiness within in. her eyes offered what i had craved fo...
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liked by bellababy and 29 others wastingaway967 drove a models lamborghini last night. she will be mine.
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Another busy work day, just like everyday of my fucking life. when i said book me as much as you can my manger took it a little too seriously. i don't even get asked anymore, things just appear in my schedule. i should feel grateful, really grateful, to have such a well paying and reliable job but god i want a day off. i couldn't name the last time i got to stay home and relax, it had to of been when i was still in high school. i've been working myself to the bone for years, but realistically speaking i don't know what i'd do with myself if i wasn't working. it was the only true consistency in my life, a huge distraction too, i always had something to be doing.. in a weird way it felt like i had purpose if i was working, that this was the only time that i really had meaning.
arabella suddenly pops into the room throwing a water bottle to my back. "hung over?" she asks, sitting on her bed that sat across from mine.
"not as hung over as you." i turn to look over to her only to be hit in the forehead with a box of Tylenol.
"good thing i came prepared." she smiles at me before standing up and throwing herself into my bed "let's go out, i wanna decorate my side of the room."
my side was decked out in pictures from highschool and racks filled with clothes, it looked like something off a pinterest board. arabella's side had been left undecorated, the both of us haven't found the time or energy to make it her own.
"i'm working all fucking day." I groan , popping the tylenol into my mouth.
"you work too much." she sticks her tongue out and touches it to my nose "Change of plans. Once you get off, we will go out to another party. I'll invite bil."
"no billie, syd will fuckin kill me."
"well syd is a fuckin dick. I heard yalls little conversation last night, you can't keep letting her do that shit to you."
"We were drunk." I state, moving off the bed and to the closet rummaging through to find something for the day.
"she says worse when she isn't drunk. besides dude a new friend would be good for you."
"Our three year anniversary is this week arabella, I can't go around hanging out with pretty girls with a date like that coming up."
"you're just full of excuses aren't you. tonight we will be going to a party, with billie eilish the hot musician, and we will be getting beyond fucked up." she stands patting my shoulder.
"fine dick head. I'll see you at nine.'' I pulled a black slip dress over my head before slipping my pajama pants off.
"See you at nine." She opens the door but I don't hear her leave. a few seconds pass as my curiosity begins to peak"yo, dahlia? come here for a sec."
