Random Oneshots

Marvin's Room - Juju Watkins

Inspired by Marvin's Room - Drake

Juju knew this was a terrible idea, but she couldn't stop herself. She wasn't in her right mind. The liquor flowing through her system. She never wants no one else, but you when she's like this.

On top of the world kind of feeling. She had just dropped 35 points against Penn State and no one else was her biggest fan than you were. Or are. She isn't sure. Well she is but she isn't, because you were still at the game.

Still sporting some USC merch that she gave you. Instead of her jersey like you always do. You didn't talk to her before the game like you usually do.

It might've effected her game a little bit. She won't admit that to you though. She's lying she will. Once you talk to her again.

She knows later she will wish that someone took her phone. She always says that when she's drunk she'll send a drunk text and start to see any of her old flings as a sex star.

Until you. You changed everything. The phone rings and she watches it rings as people move around her in the club.

You being a true to the core DND warrior. She is surprised its even ringing. She's still in your favorites. It makes her smile as it continues to ring. Just as the voicemail is about to start speaking she hears shuffling on the side of the phone.

"Hello?" You say into the phone. Juju can tell you were more than likely just about to fall asleep. Your voice a little foggy.

"Another round on me!" You hear yelled in the background.

"Hey baby." You smack your lips and regret picking up. You should've checked Caller ID. "I miss you."

"Juju...."

"Nah just listen baby. I miss you and I saw you at the game. Sporting the merch. Wish yousss was in my jersey tho. It looook s'much better on you. Sporting the Big one two."

"Judea...."

"Ohhh not the government. I must be in some real trouble." You roll your eyes as she makes herself laugh.

"Judea are you drunk, right now?" When you ask this she sees one of the girl's from your class. It flips a switch in her.

"You know fuck who ever you are fucking with now. I bet it's that one bitch from your Kinesiology class you gots. Always flirting with you and shit in my fucking face too. You know I'm better. And since you picked up for the first time in a few weeks I know she ain't there."

"Juju are you drunk, right now?" You wonder as you get up and move towards your closet. They just got back on campus. No doubt celebrating the win.

"I'm just saying you could do better." You sigh as she looks around the bar. "Why aren't you here? All your friends are here."

"Juju can you answer my question please?" She was beyond fucked up. Mixed dark and light liquor. She just wanted the feeling of forgetting her name. Something you are able to do so easily.

"I'm not drunk. Now answer my question..... where you at? Why aren't you here? You came to the game in Penn State, but can't come out to celebrate with the team?"

"I told you I would keep my promise. So I am."

Her teammates come over with more shots and she takes two. "Damn." She whispers but you hear it clear as day.

"Ju please stop drinking."

"Only if you come out."

"I don't think that's a good idea. I have to be up early tomorrow." You lie. Juju knows you better than anyone. You would sacrifice your time and sleep for anyone. Especially her. Especially if she needs you.