Charity P.O.V
I wake up to snoring beside me, I look around and notice I'm not even in my own room. This room is decorated all white and it's way larger than my bedroom in my apartment. I look over and see this nice looking guy, but I could've done better.
I try and sit up,but my head begins to throb and I give up. I roll out of the bed and hit the hardwood floor hard as hell.
"Shit!" I mumble not trying to wake up my one-nighter.
I notice I only have on panties and my boobs are out, my nipples immediately become hard because it's freezing in here. I get up and walk to his closet, when I open it, it's a large walk in with hundreds of clothes. I take a big white t-shirt and throw it on along with some basketball shorts. When I close his closet and look at him he's still sound asleep.
I grab my heels and run downstairs, shit he can have my dress maybe he'll keep it as a souvenir because I know my pussy was good.
On my way out the door I see the keys to my black Dodge Charger and dip.
I start the car and begin to drive home.
I'm really not a hoe or the type that has multiple one-night stands, it's just I choose not to be a loner because of one little break up and I can't hold my liquor. But I actually kind of feel dirty though because I didn't even know the guy, he obviously was small because i'm not that sore and I haven't had sex in a whole year!
When I get to my apartment all of the lights are off. I cook me a bagel and some bacon, since it's probably too Late to eat breakfast anyways. Afterwards I immediately go to my closet to find something to wear after my shower.
I pick out a red laced bra and matching panties, some black tights, a long up down shirt that says "Charity" on the front in black letters, and some all white Timberlands.
After my shower I lotion up and put on my clothes, I brush my teeth do my makeup and then my hair. I put a few curls in it and put on some jewelry.
A long gold necklace with a cross and my diamond studs.
My phone begins to ring and I notice the caller ID. It's my best friend Daisha, we've been friends ever since I opened my bakery.
"Hello?" I answer.
"Heyyy bitch! What you up to?" She yells into my ear making me jump. I bust out laughing, sometimes Daisha acts so ratchet.
"Wassuh, I 'm cooling trying to do something."
"You want to go grab something to eat, you know a bitch got a lot of tea to spill."
I giggle. Daisha is always in someone's business, if she don't know you then she know your mama and who your mama was fucking two days ago. She's just that socially active.
"Sure...Chili 's?"
"Alright I'm on my way now, bye boo."
I grab my white MK purse and put my wallet and makeup bag inside and then my keys.
Before I go to Chili's I stop at the gas station. I go inside and walk down the candy aisle, i'm such a big fan of skittles it's not even a joke. I grab sour skittles and the normal red pack, some hot chips, and then walk to the back for a drink.
All of a sudden I end up on the nasty ass gas station floor.
"What the hell?" I say pissed off, I have on a white shirt bruh!
"Damn my bad ma." He holds out his hand and I can do nothing but stare at him. I notice his rolex as he still has his hand out for me. He is absolutely gorgeous! This dude is so fine I don't even know whether to cuss him out or take his hand. His voice is angelic and he has nice caramel skin. Black dreads that end at his shoulders and hella swag.
I get up without taking his hand and dust myself off. "You good." We stare at each other and it gets kind of awkward so I walk away. I grab a sprite, beef jerky stick, and then go up to the cashier. I notice he already walked out of the station and shrug my shoulders.
