The Test || YG400

5 || When the drugs start kicking in.

*A continuation of the last chapter*

Keenon "YG"Jackson

Me and Nadia was laid out on my room floor fur rug high as hell, hot as hell and hungry as hell. The power went out due to the storm and we was just waitin for that shit to turn back on. The atmosphere was cool though so I wasn't really trippin, the rain could be heard tappin on the windowsill.

"Oh my gosh!" Nadia mumbled sittin up I watched as she tried to unzip her jacket. She was high as fuck. She looked at her finger amazed at how they could move. She looked down at her zipper and started laughin. She finally grabbed the zipper zippin it down. She shrugged the jacket off of her shoulders throwin it somewhere in the room. Leavin her in just a short white tank top. I tried to be a gentleman and not look at her titties but they was just there. She grabbed a hair tie from off of her wrist puttin her hair into a bun.

"So the air really don't work?" She questioned layin down on her back. Her layin on her back caused her titties to peek out the top of her tank top. She turned her head lookin at me. A smirk formed on her lips, she caught me lookin.

"Nah, they was suppose to be comin to fix it the other day." She nodded her head pickin up her phone. She smirked at her phone before typin somethin and lockin it. We sat in the silence for awhile before she picked up her phone again.

"Who you callin'?" I asked as she placed her phone to her ear.

"Pizza hut!" She smiled like a lil ass kid.

"It's 5 in the mornin."

"They didn't answer." She whined poutin. I laughed at the fact that she knew Pizza Hur number by heart.
"I'm hungry and you ate all the snacks." My eyes trailed to all the snack wrappers that was on the floor surroundin us.

"You ate em all."

"I'm. High. As. Fuck!" She laughed before rollin her eyes to the top of her head. "You kinda cute! You know that?" She questioned. I ain't wanna sound cocky or nothin so I just let what she said fall upon deaf ears.

Nadia Thompson

I fluttered my eyes open instantly being blinded by the beam of sun that shined into the unfamiliar room. I shielded my eyes from the sun looking around the room. I spotted a red Bompton coach jacket hanging up on the back of the door and everything started to come back to me.

"Mornin sunshine!" YG spoke walking into the room with just a towel wrapped around his waist loosely. I shielded my eyes with my hands peeking through my fingers. I watched as beads of water raced down his tattooed chest and stomach.

"I see you peekin." I heard him say followed by a chuckle. I dropped my hand from my face giving up I wanted to see his body. I hadn't noticed he had so many tattoos I only knew about the ones of his arms, neck and hands.

"When you done starin at a nigga the bathroom down the hall to yo right. Everything you need in there. I got a shirt and some sweats for you to put on when you get out they in there too." He said rummaging through his top dresser draw.

"Okay!" I mumbled. I tossed the comforter and sheets off of my body immediately getting hit with cold air. I quickly looked down covering my body back up. I was only in my cropped tank top and panties. I looked at YG and he shook his head laughing.

"Ain't nothin happen." He mumbled something after that, I couldn't hear what he said but sounded as if he said yet I'm not sure. "You was complain about you bein hot you stripped and climbed in the bed. I told you I was gone sleep in the guess room but you wanted a nigga to sleep with you cause you scared of thunder." He shrugged his shoulders laying his clothes out on the end of the messy bed.