She's fallen.

4. A fartballs house

Kaiden Martin

Walking into my apartment, I realized I live in a dirt hole.

Bro, my ma would kill me.
Oh shit, it's 1:00.
Ima take a shower first.

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After my shower, I started cleaning my house.

The fuck do I start.
My kitchen, living room then my room?
Fuck, it's 1:30. God dammit.

I tried to start cleaning up, but then my phone buzzed. Damn, can't catch a break.

Witch crafter

Witch crafter
we still straight for 2:00?
Just now

Me
Yea.
don't be late.
just now

I'm starting to think fate is on my dick. Why does she have to be the same person that I bought an extra chipotle bowl for.

Whole time she has a boyfriend?

I hope she don't got a boyfriend.
Yo, she just a fuck. Like everybody else. You don't like her stop acting weird. Shit.

I had finally cleaned up my apartment, I think. To me it's clean to my mom probably not but shit who gives a–

Ding-Dong.

Oh, shit. She here.

Ding-Dong.

"Damn, I'm coming. Impatient ass."

Andrea Lucas

Damn, ain't no way this his house. What the hell?

The building was tall and grey, like one of those rich people apartments. It was like a penthouse. His apartment had to be bigger than mine. If it wasn't bigger it had to look way better.

I parked and got out of my car.

Walking up to the building, I got weird looks again.

Lynaé would say "Boo, bitch." But i'm not lynaé so I'll just shut up.

I finally got to the apartment after what felt like forever. The longest elevator ride. Even longer than the one with Mr. Creepy Crawler.

I knocked. And that was it. No answer.

I knocked again.

"Damn, I'm coming. Impatient ass." Kaiden said through the door.

I rolled my eyes as the door opened. I stood there looking at him.

His hair was damp like he had just got out the shower. He had on one of those black compression shirts and some grey sweatpants.

It's like he wanted me to drop to my knees or something. Girl, shut the fuck up you don't like him. He's ju–

"So, are you gonna bring yo ass on or keep sizing me up?" He grinned.