𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐄'𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆

𝟬𝟮𝟯.

Brooklyn Monáe Banks| Brook
📍STL – MO📍

"Oh my Goddd." I grumbled and started kicking my feet wildly, before looking for my phone.

"Huhh?" I answered the phone already annoyed.

This person calling me had to called me more than once—since I did sleep with my phone on DND.

"Aye, you got that morning voice, Brook. Shit gotchu over there soundin' like Pop Smoke n' shit." Jamir laughed out loud and watched my blank look. "It sound like you was sleep tho, was you?"

"Just practicing for my funeral..." I closed my eyes, speaking sarcastically. "Nigga, duh, I was sleep!"

"What do you want, Mir?" I said already on the verge of hanging up.

"Why you stay sleep witcho phone on DND, baldy? Youn be caring bout peoples lives?"

boy, i barley care bout mines... but continue.

"I just don't like being bothered when I'm sleep, yet people still find one way or another. Mothafuckas like you, bro!"

"Damnn, calm down lil cuz. Yo ass be wakin' up mad at the world for no reason." He laughed as I took a deep breath, trying to maintain myself.

"Mir, whatchu wanttt?" I groaned out. "You woke me up and I'm tired now."

"Tell me why—" Mir started talking but I cut him off. "Dudee! How do you wake up ready to talkkk? Shut up for a minute."

"Fuck off my phone, lil baldheaded girl" Mir hung up.

I opened my eyes back up and looked at the time on my phone seeing it read 8:50 A.M.

"I hate humans, dude. I should've been a car or sum" I mumbled irritably, because Mir had absolutely no reason to wake me up...

I was probably going to be waking up in another hour, but it's just like damn... I can't even go back to sleep now.

I had to go to Malayah's auntie, Simone, shop today and get situated so that I'd be ready when I made it back from Atlanta.

"Might as well get up now." I thought to myself, making about ten minutes go past.

I got up, then went to my room's bathroom to do my morning hygiene routine—like I did every morning.

I turned my speaker on hearing Rod Wave Ion Wanna Hear It play throughout. I grabbed my toothbrush soaking it in warm water before applying some Colgate toothpaste then wetting it again, starting to brush my teeth.

(y'all this song is so beautiful, i can't stop listening to it. 😣)

"This my third phone number for the month, tryna play me like I'm crazy bitch ian the one." I brushed around in my mouth with the wet toothbrush.

I need some space, can't find no peace when everybody here
Wasn't for the loyalty of my brothers, I'd disappear
Wasn't for the love of my two daughters, I'd leave this Earth
I tried druggin' when I'm thuggin' but that make it worse