Kissin' On My Tattoos

7

Today was supposed to be a peaceful day. But your dear old dad had to call you and tell you he scheduled you for a photoshoot.

"A photo what!?!"

"A photoshoot. It won't take long. Just a couple hours is all" He said nonchalantly
"What do mean just a couple hours! That's way too long and you know it!" You said sounding stressed

"This was supposed to be my day off" You cried

"You'll be fine son, now get dress we have to be there in more than thirty minutes"

'Ugh wtf man'

"You're joking right?" You say almost in disbelief

"No I'm dead ass serious, now get dressed"

"Can I at least shower first or something?"

"Please shower I dont need you to be smelling like you jumped out of a casket"

"Oh you jokes?"

"You gonna be a joke If you walk around not showering"

"Are you sure I take forever to shower"

"Boy go take a damn shower!"

"Ok ok"

Timeskip

You got out of the shower and put on a simple white t-shirt and some grey jogger shorts and your white air force ones. You grabbed your matching jacket and headed out. You walked outside to where your dad was and got in the car. Tou guys drove to the photoshoot. When you got in the building it was a lot of people walking around everywhere. The look of how chaotic it was stressed you out. You went to your dressing room and sat down with a sigh.

"Why today of all days. I need some-"

"Need some what?" Your dad said giving you that look that all black bbn parents give

"Nothing"

"That's what I thought"

"Anyway when this photoshoot about to start" you asked looking at your watch

"In about 20 minutes"

"I know gangstas dont cry but I think im about to"

"Boy you'll be fine hell. You can wait a few minutes"

"I dont know I think I'll be passed on into the afterlife by the time we actually get to taking pictures" You cried

"Well we'll hold you a really nice service in the clothes you were supposed to wear today"

"Wow, just wow"

"I need some peace and quiet so shut the hell up"

"But-" You were cut off by a death stare

You away and at the clock. You felt a great deal of grief from just being out of your bed in general. You wanted to play your game, eat snacks, lay on you bed and stare at the ceiling. There was a lot of nothing you could have but you just had to dragged to photoshoot of all places where you couldn't even sit when you wanted to.

You got a phone call from the Baku squad.

"Yo."

"Where the hell are you"

"Hey bakubro calm down"

"I'm at a photoshoot calm your tits"

"What the hell"

"That's the place your going"

"Bastard I will kill you"

"Ok as long as you buy me (favorite snack first"