Mug eater

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When i entered the kitchen, I saw something I wasn't expecting. My bestie was chugging down a mug. A FREAKING mug.

-"What the hell-"

-"O-Oh! umm..."

-"its the third mug this week..."

I was really shocked at the sight infront of my eyes. Those mugs were very pretty... and expensive. Im gonna make him buy new ones-

-"Why the fuck are you eating mugs."

-"...You know this game called *blue-"

-"OH NO YOU DIDNT-"

*smack* *smack**smack* *smack* *smack* *smack*

Oh damn i hit him hard- welp, he deserved it. *That will teach him to not eat my mugs...*

-"OWOWOWOWOW WHAT THE HELL?!"

-"Deserved."

-"Right...BUT YOU DIDNT HAVE TO HIT ME SO HARD-"

I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt

-"Will you stop eating my mugs?"

-"Y-yes!..."

His eyes were tearing up. *Good.*

-"Will you buy me new mugs?"

-"Of course!..."

I threw him to the ground and spat on his face

-"Disgusting."

After all that happened, i simply walked away, as if nothing happened. Really tho- who the fuck eats mugs... even for a stupid game...

I was so bored that i decided to visit my friend who lives upstaris. She has 2 cats, and will probably end up as a cat girl in the future. We are probably gonna do some skin care and face masks... and spill some tea. Hehe.

-"Hi Marie.

-"Oh hi- shit snowball what are you doing!"

-"Masks and skin care as usual?"

-"Hell yeah😈"

While we were relaxing and trash-talking, there were some *Iron Maiden* songs playing in the background. Of course the vinyl player was broken- so we played *Salvatore* by Lana Del Ray on my phone.




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⏰ Last updated: May 31, 2024 ⏰

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