Already Missing You

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     "Okay, did you get everything from the bathroom?" I yell to Caressa.

     "No, not yet. We still need-"

     "Right, we still need some stuff for tomorrow. Right."

     I place my folded clothes in my suitcase and locate my plastic bag full of dirty clothes. Susan hooked all of us up this trip with free laundry services so the only things that are dirty of mine are some underwear and a tank top from a couple days ago.

     "Alright, some over here." Kendra plops onto the bed.

     "Have you seen my slippers?" I look around. "Hand those to me."

     Kendra groans, then reaches over the bed and tosses my flip flops at me. I catch one but the other hits my shoulder.

     "Bitch."

     I tuck the shoes in a corner of my suitcase. Then I zip it up and push it securely against the wall. I gather my other bags and things on top of it, near Caressa's things

     "Kendra! Put your suitcase against the wall over there and gather all your things except the things we're wearing and hang tomorrow, on top of it." I demand, annoyed. "Hurry up! I thought you said you were done!"

     "I am...calm your tits."

     "Alright." I stand up and look around. The desk is empty, our socks have been picked up, there's nothing under the bed...

     "Where the hell is my charger?" Caressa exclaims, as loud as she can ever yell which, trust me, is not that loud. "Aye, have you guys seen it?"

     "Ummm..." I think. "Didn't you just use it?"

     "Before we went out."

     She checks all the outlets in our small room and under the bed.

     "Check your bag. You probably already packed it."

     She does, and a white chord is pulled out.

     "Ah ha."

     "You're welcome."

     "When are Jamaal and Six coming again?" Kendra asks me, plopping back down on the bed.

     "Like, five minutes. I think."

     "Oh, okay. 'Cause Six and I are gonna chill in here. So." 

      "Chill?" Caressa smirks. "Ah, okay. I'll text Carolyn and we'll do something."

      "Bless."

      I finish packing and my phone vibrates in my pocket. I pick it up while finishing my eyebrows. I tuck it against my ear, between my ear and my shoulder.

     "Babe, I'll be down in two minutes," I quickly say.

     "Alright, babe. I'll see you in a bit."

     I burst out laughing.

     "Jason! Where is my boyfriend?"

     He chuckles and I hear Jamaal saying something in the background but it's muffled.

     "He was just telling me about how he's gonna marry you whether you want to or not, kidnap you and move y'all to the Madagascar, and you guys are gonna have 15 kids-"

     "Dumbass, gimme that-"

     There's rustling and finally I hear my boyfriend's voice.

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