𝐺𝐸𝑁𝑁𝑌 ✩

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MY 18TH BIRTHDAY was a few days ago. now i had full permission to move in with my all my friends in their mansion. it was nice of them to let me stay with them and i was really grateful. realistically who wouldn't be grateful to live in a house like theirs? from what i've heard from other people it's really spacious and luxurious.

i sent in my room requests in an email the day before i turned eighteen. the most frustrating thing i've had to do. doing it made me feel like i was put back in high school writing thousand page essays.. it wasn't really bad though, lucy sent me some money to get me an uber black to the mansion and my jaw instantly dropped.

holy shit, no way this was the mansion? i mean yeah, i wouldn't expect any less from them but oh. my. god. i couldn't wait to get in the house. with that, i thanked the driver, tipped her, and got out, making a quick beeline to that CRAZY mansion. knocking on that door felt amazing.

at first i didn't recognize him but then realized it was ronnell who opened the door. "hol' up." i paused to look at him. he looked a little bit.. different. "you dyed your hair?" (now..... mind you i realistically have no idea what he looks like just pretend something 💀) "hey genny.."
it was obvious that he still didn't like me at all.

"where the rest of em' at?" "they went out for something , i forgot tho." from the looks of it, he got off his game to come answer the door for me. his headphones were around his neck. "can i get a tour?" then he laughed at me. for what though? "im not boutta do it, this house is way too big and i don't feel like doin' that."

is he serious? i can't even get a tour? "i can do the rooms tho." "thank you." i followed him up the stairs even though there was literally this perfectly functional elevator sitting there. "so this... is my room..." we both went in his room and i swore i could smell some good ass food.

"you got food up here?.." "its leftovers." "whoo be cooking for yall?" "maraizo." it was a LITTLE weird they wouldn't just hire someone. "yeah, yo room is nice ronnell." "thanks." he was soo dry with his responses when it wasnt sarcasm. he took me to another person's room. "what-"

even he was confused with what he was seein. "this gotta be hinata's room." "you'd be right." then another. a bunch of figurines and manga. "this is-" "mya's room, i could definitely tell..."
then i remembered. what happened with the luna rose girl? "how you and luna rose doin?"
he didn't seem to wanna talk about luna rose.

he shrugged, humming "i don't know". weird, okay. as i looked through some of mya's stuff i saw a polaroid of her and maraizo smiling into the lens. maybe this was her favorite polaroid out of the other ones that made a heart on her wall surrounding that specific picture. "genny let's go." i walked out and into the big hallway.

we walked into a highly decorated pink room next. is that a slide? is that a pole?? "this one is maraizo's room." of course. it is like her to use the money to her advantage. her room had to be the best by far aside from how she literally had a washer and dryer in her room. so unfair. it was kind of inspiring though, gave me inspo.

my room was next. it was fucking gorgeous- no way i wouldn't thank them for the REST of my life for this. the walls were painted dark green and i saw some light green things to match it. "just like i said too! yall did a great job." i didn't really hear what he said next because I walked away to explore the rest of my luxurious room.

the last two were lucy and london's room. the noticeable things were the mix of items. like i saw a few blue things in lucy's room and a few orange things in london's room. it was actually pretty cute when i thought about it. plus they were really nice and had contrasts from them. going back and forth to look was entertaining.

he took me down to the main floor an showed me everything else that i needed to check out. "thanks ronnell." "yep." shortly after-ward he went back upstairs to his room and continued to play his game. now that i knew where most of the stuff was, it was time to carry my boxes in the house and into my room. how fun, huh?