Seveyn's POV:
-"Wassup cutie".
I get a text from Q.
-Wassup I reply back.
It's Friday night and I'm home alone watching Netflix, what fun.
I really don't have energy as I used too.
Having my own place, going to school, and working all at 19 is very tiring.
I don't even have time for myself let alone someone else.
"What's the move for tonight"
Well, I don't know what he's planning but I know I'm in bed.
It's already 9 pm, and if I was going anywhere I would have been started getting ready.
Now I'm just not feeling it.
-shit idk why wassup I replied.
"I got a bottle and I wanted to know if you were trying to get lit"
Hm, I have been wanting to have a little fun, I don't work tomorrow so why not.
He still stays on campus while I'm a good 20 minutes away.
I'm debating if I should go to his place and get drunk then won't be able to drive back,
Or he comes here and then he'll be in my place and I don't think I want that either.
*vibration*
-come through if you want my room 113 in the Washington building.
Man he must really want me to come.
But I don't know.
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Diary Of A Sex Addict
RomanceI never thought we would be here. She said as she began to reminisce about what just happened. As she snuggled up to her mate she just stared into those deep brown eyes and began tracing a finger along his temple , behind his ear , down his neck...
