"finally some alone time with my bestie!" Alaina chirped, placing the bag of doughnuts on the counter of my four foot kitchen. We spent the whole morning together, eye shopping and just catching up like old times.
It's crazy how quickly adulthood can take away your liveliness, put you in a never ending slump of either work or school. It's good to have someone to fall back on at times or I swear half the world would have gone crazy by now.
I sighed and took one of the bar stools, while Alaina leaned against the island.
"Yeah.. I'm hungry," I grumbled, Alaina rolled her eyes and turned to wash her hands.
"Get that sloppy look off your face missy. We need to fix that attitude of yours," she said, now it was my turn to roll my eyes.
"if by fixing my attitude you mean getting Cillian to stop acting like a complete ass wipe and dick me down then I'm all for it." After our make out session in the lecture hall I haven't been seeing much of him, after complaining about me being distant he took a total 360 and started to do the same.
Alaina snorted, reaching for the hand towel, "no, I mean going to the concert tonight with me to forget about Cillian for a while, take care of yourself for once." I stuck my tongue out at her back and went to reach for the bag because it was killing my nose and to avert this conversation to something as it would have eventually ended up too emotional for my liking.
She quickly turned around and yanked it from me, "go wash your hands, nasty." Alaina is a fiery latina and nothing goes pass her and that includes acting out of order in the kitchen. Especially the kitchen.
I blew out an annoyed breath but dragged myself off the stool to go wash my hands. "What concert are you even talking about?" I asked, Her mouth hung open as she looked at me with crazy eyes, I creased my brows in confusion at her.
"you don't know that BTS is coming in town? Oh my-" she threw her hands up in the air as if she was tired of me already, "you must be living under a rock." I splashed some water on her and she shrieked backing away like a vampire would if he was caught in the sun.
"hey! What was that for?"
"you know that I know nothing about BTS," I argued, wiping my hands and finally digging for one of the juicy doughnuts. She grabbed another piece of the hand towel to wipe her self.
"Whatever. Just make sure you're ready by eight," she threw the used paper towel in the bin and walked away, grabbing her keys and a doughnut.
"eight?! I have assignments you know and where are you going?" She brushed me off and continued to walk towards my front door.
"eight Celine.. " she said and spared me not another glanced before she disappeared behind my front door.
"Crazy woman," I mumbled to myself, before grabbing the bag of doughnuts and retiring to my room.
I finished the second season of pretty little liars along with the bag of doughnuts, waited for Cillian to reply to my text which he never did until sleep came.
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My eyes fluttered open as the serenity of my mid afternoon slumber disappeared, my vision was almost cleared before a big hand clamped over my mouth. I was so startled that my body went into shock and failed to move, my heart began to race as my frantic eyes found my assaulter.
Nothing but black. From the sinister smiling mask to the black coat and the black gloves that were clamped over my mouth.
It was him. RNK was in my room and he was here to kill me.
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