mulan smith
moonlight by kali uchis
'i just wanna get high with my lover'
i hummed softly to the music that played in my room, on repeat, as i did my makeup.
freshly out the shower, laced with the scent of strawberry cheesecake.
my skin soft and moisturized, glowing in the light.
in pure peace until...
" waddup hoe!" monté yells out, just plain disrespectful.
laylay not to far away from him, " bitch you ready to pop pussy?"
no decorum.
" absolutely not. seek jesus" i mumbled, focusing on applying my lashes.
" what's up wit dis slow ass music?" monté asks, his face scrunched up.
" first of all, don't eva disrespect kali bae" i scoffed, rolling my eyes.
they just piss me the fuck off, effortlessly.
" disrespect ain't intended. just this shit needa turn off and we need to turn on sumn mike sherm" he shrug, snatching my phone from my desk and playing 'baby by mike sherm'.
" nigga turn dis shi off" laylay laugh, turning it off.
" agreed!" i laugh.
" fuck yall, mike sherm hit" he said, catching another sasstude, raising his hand up in our faces. (sassy attitude)
" god- let him play his mike sherm since it is yo bday" i sigh, rolling my eyes.
" mhm you must've forgot" he scoffed, pressing play.
me and laylay side eye each other, shaking our heads in unison.
~ later ~
in my city by kingmostwanted ft.mcm raymond
blasted from the house as we pulled up the street. ion know how monté got all these friends to throw him a party for his 19'th but dis is ridiculous.
like nigga you is not turning 21. buy a cake, go home, and call it a day.
always so gotdamn extra.
" yall gone head and get out, imma find sumn parkin" i said, pulling infront of the house.
" don't dip and leave mumu" laylay warned me, pointing her finger at me.
aight listen, i don't fuck wit parties especially big ones like dis so I would drop em off and pretend to go look for parking and come back when they ready to go home.
" i'm not, bye" i said, throwing a peace sign before i drove off.
like dat by stunna girl
"ouuu!" i smiled as my song came on, turning up the volume.
" you know better so you did better!"
shi, this song make me wanna pull over and throw sumn ass, on sumn real shi.
" plus i'm more of a real bitch and my pussy wetter! best believe!" i yell out extra loud.
