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14.

amoura
same day
2:23am

"shay i can't drink no more, imma be sick," i slur laying on the couch. "you a lightweight," she says laughing, "i can't move, go get mookie," i say sighing.

"okay," she says getting up, i close my eyes. "mmcht," i hear above me, i open my eyes and see mookie mugging the fuck outta me. "come on bruh," he picks me up and i wrap my arms and legs around him.

"iight, i'll tell her," i hear halfway sleep, "come on you falling, i'll let you ass fall nd you can sleep on the floor," he says obviously irritated.

"you smell good," i kiss his neck.

him so sexy.

"stop," i don't listen and suck, trynna create a hickey. "naialani stop," he says in a serious voice making me pout, he ain't have to say it like that.

soon i feel my eyes start tearing up before being placed on the bed and letting them fall. "whatchu crying for?," he asks sitting beside me, "cause your mad at me," i sob harder.

"i'm not mad at you," he says sighing, "yes you are, i swear i didn't know it was his restaurant. i completely forgot and im so sorry," i feel more tears run down my cheek.

"yea i was mad at first then i was just irritated, he saw us together and still came over," he says pulling the covers back, "i honestly don't know why he did that, i haven't seen in him in years," i slur lookin up at him.

"you sleepy?," he asks once i pull out my phone, i shake my head, "not no more, im just drunk as fuck," i tell him and he nods.

"i'm finna go smoke," he says and i nod getting up, he not finna leave me in here. "yo drunk ass needa lay down somewhere," he says chuckling watching me struggle to put on my slippers before walking to the balcony.

"shut up," i mumble finally getting them on before following him out. i sit on his lap and wrap my robe around me, i lay my head on his shoulder.

"whatchu thinking bout?," he asks passing me the blunt, "how we got to this," i say taking a hit. "hmm," he hums laying back, "i wanna fuck," i bluntly say.

"you drunk shorty," he chuckles, "correction, i'm drunk and wanna fuck," i say kissing his neck. he groans once i start sucking but to add more fuel i start grinding in his lap.

"iight," he gives in.

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11:27am

i wake up with a massive headache, i see all the curtains open and a bottle of advil and water beside me.

"and one pussy," i hear and look down seeing kamir sitting on the chair playing the game. "your loud," i say aggressively making him turn towards me, "yea you not talking to me," he says chuckling a bit.

"but i am, why you screaming so early?," i ask unplugging my phone. "it's 11, i been on since like 9," he says turning back around.

how i ain't hear him?

"yo ass was drunk as hell last night," he says, "what happened?," i ask drinking my water while he turns the game off.

last night
mookies pov

"moura stuck on the couch, she want you to come get her," shay says turning on the light. i groan turning over before following her down stairs. i see amoura sprawled out on the couch with her mouth slightly open.

i smack my teeth before talkin to her. "come on bruh," i mug her picking her up, she wraps her arms and legs around me and i secure her by wrapping my arms around her thighs.