𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐄'𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆

𝟬𝟮𝟰.

Brooklyn Monáe Banks| Brook
📍ATL – GA📍

"Bitchhhh! W-Weee outsideee!" Des slurred, as she walked into the airbnb and dropped her suitcase on the ground.

"Destiny, if youn sitcho drunk ass down, bra." Kash held her in his arms before she attempted to fall.

"Pookiee, nooo! We outsideeee!" Des bent over, touching my the ground, while she twerked.

"Aye! Aye! Ayeee!" I smacked her on the butt while she threw it inna circle.

"Hannnn!" Nova joined along with me, also hyping Des up.

"How you finna be outside drunk as a bitch?" Kash looked at her with an unamused look.

"Don't worry bout it, sweetheart!"

"I'm finna go pick a room so she can lay down somewhere, man." Kash spoke to us, making all the guys nod and do their handshakes with him.

Kash proceeded to walk throughout the downstairs of the Airbnb, choosing one of the rooms, with a loud Des trailing behind him.

"Y'allllll, I'm finna get some wee wee!" Des shouted loudly from a distance.

I laughed at her because Des was something else. Ion know how her ass snuck alcohol through the airport—but she did.

When we got off the plane, she started giving all of us shots, but not too many because we didn't want to be sloppy drunk. Des on the other hand ain't give no fuck.

"Getchu a round in for me too, best!" Nova yelled in laughter to Destiny's statement.

"Shiddd, we can go pick a gah damn room right now if that's whatchu on." Monte said, with his heavy carry on bag still in his hands.

"C'mon." Nova grabbed his hand and guided him up the stairs.

nasty asses.

"Y'all nasty, go pray or sum." I chuckled and shook my head.

"Ion wanna hear nun from you... Miss Ma'am." Nova put her head over the stairs and pointed at me.

"Yup, lemme go head n' shut up." I turned making the 'yikes' face.

When I turned around Malayah and Bando were already gone—leaving Sam, Trey, Kamari, and Seven downstairs with me.

Trey, Sam, and Kamari were in the close by living room sitting down with they phones in they faces. Seven stood behind me wit his arms draped around my shoulder.

"Are you ready to find a room?" I turned around so that I could now be facing him.

"Fasho. Them niggas prolly took all of the good already."

Right." I grabbed my carry on bag while Seven grabbed our remaining suitcases.

"Fuck you carrying innis? Bricks?" He questioned.

"Clothes... More clothes, and some more clothes." I shrugged. "A couple pair of shoes, and some other stuff. I don't know"

"Youn know?" He turnedhis head around, so that he was facing me. "Whatchu need so much clothes fa?"