"Damn, so... you're moving?" Cheri lazily puffed out that soft, familiar smoke that only comes with smoking a blunt with a bff, and passed it to me.
"Not exactly, Ms. Megan just found me a somewhat-semipermanent gig out in Gotham. So she just suggested that I set up a living space nearby to be more accessible."
Cheri and I had been friends for what felt like forever although we'd only been friends for a few years. We met at a modeling agency starting as kinda part-time models but lately, our parents had started taking it a bit more seriously after they saw the big checks our looks could provide.
"So you'll be back then, right?" Cheri asked. "Yep." I closed my eyes and exhaled, letting myself drift with the smoke. "Well sorta. I'll be back n forth ya'know."
"Mkay, gotcha! You are soo lucky doll. I can only dream of getting some space from my parents." She sighed as I pass the blunt back to her. "It's not like that Cheri, you know that it's just business."
"Yeah yeah I know." She exhales a soft cloud of smoke. "Still wish I could go with you though. They've got a lot of good shopping out there, at least that's what I've heard."
"In all honesty, I don't really wanna do this without you." I look down at my shoes, thinking of everything and nothing all at the same time. I knew I was probably overthinking this whole thing but I still hated change. The very idea of something going wrong or even not according to plan made me nervous.
My thoughts were then interrupted by Cheri's reassuring voice. "Hey, you're gonna do great doll. I just know you're gonna kick ass! Always remember to Gaslight, Gatekeep, Girlboss. As long as you do you should be fine."
"Thanks, but you don't have to worry about me! Remember I still have plans for world domination!" I gave her a big grin. I never liked it when others worried about me, I just didn't want to be a bother.
Just then our little smoke sesh was put to an end when I got a call from my mom to come home and pack. "Aww mannn fun's overr." I picked up my backpack and got ready to leave.
"Wait Y/n! you're going home like that?!" Cheri quirked her eyebrow a bit.
"Like what??" She laughed. "You smell like weed." A smug grin formed on my face "I AM WEED!!"
We laughed our asses off, put on some strong flowery perfume, popped some Life-Savers in our mouths, said our goodbyes, and went home
A/n: Ok soo I really have no idea what to sayyyy , I mean feedback is appreciated blah blah blah yk the drill nd as a wise man once said:
Smoke grass
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About a Girl (BatmanxReader)
RomanceOk sooo this iz my first time doing smth liek this, but I got royally tired of stuff liek y/n tropez nd lack of poc y/n stories yk yk... this iz superr self-indulgent, but if ur cool (or just liek chaos) I'm p sure you'll enjoy dis :P
