Cream (Key Glock)

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The switch-up.

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Cream drew back his shower curtain and stepped onto the black memory foam shower mat. Wiping the wet particles off his body, he wrapped his towel around his waist so it wouldn't fall. He took a loose paper towel and wiped the condensation from the mirror.

He looked at himself and smiled, "You that nigga, nigga face it." Cream brushed his teeth before he decided to follow up with his skincare routine. Most dudes would consider it gay for him to have one but he refused to look dusty. Every two weeks he got a manicure and a pedicure as well. He was a well-groomed man.

Cream made sure his side of the bathroom was kept before listening for his frat brother and his girlfriend. Slipping his feet into his slippers, since he hated his clean feet touching the floor after a shower, he sped walked towards his room that was at the end of the hall.

Successfully making it, he put his towel on his bed before sitting on it and moisturizing his whole body with a homemade cocoa butter his grandmother got him for Christmas. It was one of the only things that kept his eczema at bay.

Putting his drawls on, he stood up and walked over to his closet to see what exactly he was going to wear today. Foxwood Elementary was more on the lenient side with dress code but he still liked to dress his best everywhere he went.

Deciding on a white shirt sleeve button up, regular washed jeans and his retro four university blues he began to get dressed. Accessorizing with a watch, a chain and his studded diamond earrings, Creams look was almost complete. All he had to do was spray his work cologne, Dior Sauvage, and he was good to go.

"Uncle Vi. Come on, we're going to be late pretty boy!" Isaias' daughter knocked softly on his bedroom door. Vi chuckled and shook his head.