M's P.O.V.
"WE NEED A COUCH", I scream.
You see I unpacked some items that are part of my life. So everything. I found a blanket which I kidnapped from the last decent boyfriend my friend had, he's a musician. I should get cool points for that, but I don't. It's a fluffy green, like the color is asparagus. I love this blanket.
"I'M NOT BURRITOING ON THE FLOOR, THE CARPET IS NOT COMFORTA-. . . . NEVER MIND", I mean seriously I'm not burittoing on this comfortable, plush, and magnificent carpet. Only on couches, or beds.
"God M, WTF. I mean that's what we are all coming in here to decide on the couches. coffee table, and in all just decoration", Em, is like a cheapskate, but mega moola. A penny pincher.
"A, where are you", I don't put enthusiasm in it.
"Thanks for looking", she snaps, but she was right behind me.
"Sooooooooooo, we need; a couch, a coffee table, lamps, a TV, and DVD player", Em says the basics," I've took the liberty of paying for this houses rent a year in advance. So gas, water, and lights is how we divide it".
"I want lights", A says, Em tells me to write down the estimate which is mid-range. I write it down and start creating the chart for other bills.
"I want gas", I input, writing it down.
Man my handwriting belongs to a serial killer.
"I'll get water", Em calls.
"Also we all use wifi, so we split it three, same with dish, and probably with the app that allows me to play Pandora on the tv", I feel like I'm actually helping, I.
"How am I supposed to come up with that kinda cash", A whines.
"I don't know sell your weed for a price", Em snaps.
"Or your body", I add. This causes Em and Me to burst into laughter.
"So blankets for my burrito", I wiggle over to her never coming out of my burrito.
"If I have more than 5,000 left I'll buy you twelve fluffy blankets", I sigh.
"Wait you have over 5,000", A gasps. Um, duh, we've been saving since like second grade.
"Actually I'm almost a millionaire", she grins, I guess she takes pride in the fact my friends a penny pincher.
"I only own three-fourths of a million", sad I know, I like, but don't like Em buying me stuff, but eh.
"My mom and dad gave me like 3,000", A frowns, I just had to tell her to sell her body.
"They just gave you 3,000, I had to work to half and Em gave me more", I really hate how they give her stuff.
"I had to work to my spot in life", Em adds. I we really bashing on her for getting 3,000.
"Me too", yup.
"Okay enough talk about money, this weekend we need to explore our surroundings", A adds. What she means is check out hot guys. Which I'm not against. It's just I think we do need a map. Wait.
"The week end is tomorrow", Em glares," we need furniture before we get drunk".
"But you already agreed", A adds. I don't think we did. Wait we didn't she's also a liar.
"No we didn't", I interject.
"Ugh, fine Monday, is the season before semester even starts, please", A begs, puppy eyes are not her thing.
"No", I say. I look at Em and glare. Why am I being responsible.
"Oh come on what can one night out do", Em looks at me, I already know it's going to happen.
" I didn't lose", I glare into their soles," and one night out could do a lot of things. Have you not seen Hangover, HangoverII, or HangoverIII".
"So A's gonna marry a make whore"? Em gives me a confused look.
"No you are, because your the square", I add. I burst in a giggle-snort thing.
"We aren't in LA or some foreign country"? A defends me.
"I'm just saying", I pause for dramatic effect," ANYTHING, could happen".
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