GLO.

Chapter 04

Boyfriend?
Fuck you mean boyfriend!?
Ill crack your boyfriends fucking skull open and use it as a bowl for cereal. You flawless Flatbush Zombie loving asshole. Fuck you got me out here lying to my mom for.. you fucking uncooked empana-
"Im kidding, haha."
"Oh shit haha"
I said while switching my face from confused and angry to 'you-got-me..'.
"Fuck you playing with my emotions for, Snowbunny." I made a gun with my fingers and put it up to her head, "shits not funny."
"Oh no, a gun, what ever will i do." She said as she put her hands up.
I finally sparked up the blunt, and once again the whole vibe changed. It was chill, like me and her were in our whole own universe.

"So who's your favorite fbz member?"
"Meech."
I fucking love you man.
"Fuck it, yes."
Yes what. Did i already ask her out?
I took another hit and passed her the blunt.
"Ill serve with you. I got a got whole lot more clientele so we'll make more."
Oh yeah i forgot i asked her to d-
My thought process was cut off by the sight of her french inhaling with the blunt.
She was fucking perfect, i couldn't think of one flaw in her and I've only known her a day. A DAY.
"Well hell yeah Snowbunny.." I lifted up my fist for a fist bump and continued my sentence "its-" she interrupted me and finished my sentence. "Lit?" She did her evil smirk and bumped my fist with hers. It was like a dream come true. Everything I've ever dreamed of. Down to the t-

Wait.
"Don't tell me this is a fuck-"
My sentence was cut off by me opening my eyes and lifting my body. I was in my fucking room.
A dream.
It was a fucking dream.
I was trying to grasp things when i was interrupted by the vibration of the trap phone, i checked the time.
"5:30 pm"
"1 new message" shined bright under it.
"Yeah, that'd be dope where you wanna hang out at?"
Are you fucking KIDDING ME..
I angrily typed in "same place as before?"
And got the same response.
"Sounds good"
At least i think that she said that. I cant remember.
Lately my dreams have been feeling like reality. And at a certain point i always notice its a dream and when i call it out i wake up.
Their getting crazy vivid. I fear that one day ill lose grasp of whats a dream and whats not.
Ah well fuck that i got a date to get to.
I mean drug deal.
I mean meet up..
Smoke session..
What ever.

I hope this goes as well as my dream.