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i ate a confetti cupcake pop tart in my bed while i watched jeffery dahmer on netflix. it was only 11 in the morning which is unusual because im never awake before the pm unless i got something i need to do.
i felt around the cover for my iphone 14 and ignored all my notifications going to doordash. i went to in and out burger and eyed the menu scrolling through.
i heard someone ring my ring doorbell so i got a notification on my phone.
i huffed tapping the notification and seeing shamir sticking his middle finger up at the camera.
"whats the code to your door?" he said through the camera.
i clicked the mic and started talking "ima text it to you"
he nodded and i went out the camera tab and to imessage scrolling to find his then i texted my code to him. "8751"
i heard the door click open and shamir come inside and walk down the hall to my room and hazel started barking at him when he got in my room because she was laying in my bed with me.
"what you doing here boy" i sighed.
"i came to see you" he said.
he took off his shoes and was about to get in my bed.
"ah ah ah no outside clothes" i said.
i had on a pair of PSD boxers and a rick and morty big graphic tee.
he nodded taking off his nike tech and his black wife beater, he left on his sweatpants and got in the bed.
"is this jeffery dahmer?" he said petting hazel before laying back right next to me.
"mhm i was finna order some in and out but then yo ass came" i said going back into the doordash tab.
"get me somethin and ima cashapp you the bread for both our food ugly"
"ugly is crazy but ok" i said picking animal style fries, a vanilla milkshake and a 4x4 cheeseburger.
"you already know we finna have to smoke up before we eat" he said as i was handing him my phone to put what he want.
"you brought gas?" i asked sitting up.
"yea you rolling it tho" he said getting it out his sweatpants pocket and handing it to me.
i huffed taking it and reached over in my nightstand grabbing my bin of gars and my rolling tray, along with my grinder and a lighter-- i also had some honey in my bin too.
"damn la nigga" he said looking at all my backwoods and handing me back my phone.
