I woke up to TM fat ass, landing on me. I groan as I try to unbury myself from under the covers. Once I do, I look at her crazy ass.
Me: Literally.... What the actual fuck...
TM: (smiles big as fuck) It's time to get to work! Get up!!
I threw the covers back over my head and I could hear TM smack her lips. I'm tired as fuck! I just want a little bit more sleep... And just like that... the covers were snatched off of me. I sigh and drag my upper body to sit myself up. I just look at TM.
Me: Do you purposely fuck with me?
TM: (shrugs shoulders) Sometimes.
Me: (sighs and stretches) Do you have a blunt ready at least?
TM: (shimmies and hands me an already rolled blunt) You knooowww itttt.
I took the blunt and got out the bed. I was heading to the bathroom and lighting the blunt all at the same time. I was puffin that smoke and running my shower water all at the same time. Yes, I smoke and multitask all the time. Hell, I've brushed my teeth and smoked all at the same time before. I'm a vet to this shit. I stripped and hopped in the shower (while still smoking my blunt). TM barged in the bathroom and I mentally sigh.
TM: (sticks hand through shower curtain) Don't be hoggin the blunt man.
I stick my head out the shower so she can grab the blunt from my lips and I start to bathe myself.
Me: Who we checkin in with for tonight?
TM: I really wanna hit up The Basement.
Me: What about Future?
TM: (smacks lips) That's that white people shit.
Me: Soo... we need to reach ALL races.
TM: Exactly why we should go to The Basement! They're known as the hottest underground place right now.
Me: (sighs) Whatever... we can see what they talkin about... Can you get me some clothes to put on please?
TM: (smacks lips) Whatever dawg.
I could hear the door close and I started washing my hair. It's time for me to do something different with my hair. I went to sleep last night without tying my hair up so instead of it being bone straight, it started frizzing up. I think Imma leave my hair curly though. I decided to shave but not completely... I just don't feel like turning myself into a pretzel right now trying to shave every little thing, so I'll just do a trim. I get out the shower and wrap my towel around me. I wonder what Bia is up to? I'm glad I was able to fix things with her last night. I started washing my face and brushing my teeth. I feel real... FRESH! I'm waking up and feeling better than I was at first. So she likes girls... interesting... Now it's time for me to put together my moves. I make it back to my room and see the outfit TM put together for me; a black sports bra, a graphic muscle shirt, some baggy denim jeans, and some platform converse's. I start putting my outfit on and TM busts in.
TM: (sits on the edge of my bed) Shorty... Bia right?
Me: (nods head) Mhm... what about her?
TM: (shrugs) She... seem aight.
Me: (rolls eyes) I feel like there's a 'but' somewhere.
TM: (wags finger in the air) Something about her... I can't put my finger on it though... You heard how she tried to hate on the music?
Me: (smacks lips) She was NOT hating on the music. (shrugs) She said it was cool.
TM: (smacks lips) You know DAMN WELL that shit is some NEXT LEVEL SHIT. (stands up)
