I stood up from the couch and handed her the half bottle of vodka that was left.
"Look..you fucked up." I said to Rìsa disappearing in my room leaving her on the couch to think.
I hopped in the bed and lit another blunt. Finally got one to myself.
I looked over at my nightstand to see my notifications from Instagram blowing up. Every since i started working at clones it seemed like every girl knew me.
I unlocked my phone and went to my Instagram page. 10 people had tagged me in photos. I scrolled through the profiles not knowing who any of these females where tagging me. I shook my head and clicked on one. It was a picture of me hugged up with a girl. She was about 5'2 light-skin with a bomb body. She had weave that went past her waist. I looked at the picture closer noticing she had back dimples.
DAMNNN.
I said to myself letting my phone drop out of my head onto the bed as i threw my hands up. Please tell me i fucked her. I looked at the top of my phone to see the time. 5:36 p.m.
Shit i don't have nothing else to do..so whats going to be the move. I asked myself. I posted a picture that said "Whats the move?" on my profile trying to catch some attention.
The comments started coming in right after i posted it. Bet.
While im waiting for the comments to die down..let me go ahead and tell you about me...Bobby.
My name is Briana "Bobby" Sickter.
Im light-skin..tatted..and have piercings.
A septum, Eyebrow, and tongue of course. Im working on getting my next piercing...maybe my nipples. Im still debating on that one though.
Im 5'6 so I guess I'm average.
Im from the N-Orleans. And you can instantly tell by my accent.
I work at a gay bar called clones and everyday its live. I get hella tips just by looking at a bitch. Im not cocky its just the honest truth.
And you already know my best friend Rìsa..and her bullshit. I dont know whats going on with her but its not like it was her first time fucking up with a girl. I knew i should have warned Monea-Marie..but i thought Rìsa changed the way she walked around with her at her waist smiling.
But i guess not.
That couldn't be me..im not into cuffing anyway. I have too much fun with what i do now.
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Living the Life of Bobby.
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The life of Bobby (Lesbian Story)
General FictionMany of you know the stud bobby for being the best friend of Rìsa and working at the gay bar Clones..but do you really know her. Bobby isn't known for showing feelings for the girls she talks to..not after her crush with Rísa ended. Until she meets...
