The Middleman | ongoing

6 | my unrainchecked previously rainchecked plans get rainchecked

6 | my unrainchecked previously rainchecked plans get rainchecked

Song: Bottoms Up by Trey Songz ft. Nicki Minaj

Depicted Above: Arden Cho as Julia Kim

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Food. Food. Food.

Oh, wait. I had none.

The moment I had gotten home I had immediately crashed on the couch. A good one and a half hour nap later, and my mood had drastically improved for the better. Sleep helped. It didn't make everything okay, but it made coping a whole lot easier.

After some shuteye, I had immediately started binge watching shows.

TGIF honestly.

I got so behind trying to balance homework into the equation that watching my favorites shows got subtracted out of the equation.

Depressing. But I always managed to make it up by binging over the weekend. That was what mattered in the end.

In a much better mood, I crawled out of my blanket cocoon and decided to boost my morale even more with a trip to the store to get food. If I didn't do it now then I'd be a dead woman walking—literally. The stash of edible food in my house was depleting at an alarming rate since my pizza night, and I had to recharge ASAP, or I'd be welcoming an early death. Not that school didn't already do that to me.

Trudging to my car, lanyard in hand, I grabbed my wallet.

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Connected via Bluetooth, my playlist was now booming in my car. It wasn't loud enough, however. I turned the music up, but not to the point where it would split my ears.

Hell yeah. My favorite part of the song was coming up. Nicki's verse. Bless that there was a red light at this intersection. I wanted to devote all my focus onto this rap.

Here it comes... here it comes.

Almost there.

Whoomp there it is.

"CAN I GET THAT 'TRON?"

"CAN I GET THAT REMMY?"

"CAN I GET THAT COKE?"

"CAN I GET THAT HENNY?"

My hands were off the wheel as I knew this signal was notorious for taking its own sweet time. As I rapped, I danced in my seat, my hands and torso doing all the work. There was no point being in control of the aux cord—or Bluetooth connection in this case—if you couldn't get turnt with the music.

"CAN I GET THAT MARGARITA ON THE ROCK ROCK ROCK?"

"CAN I GET SALT AROUND THAT RIM RIM RIM RIM?"

"TREY."

"I WAS LIKE YO TREY."

"DO YOU THINK YOU CAN BUY ME A BOTTLE OF ROSÉ?"

"OKAY LET'S GET IT NOW."

"I'M WIT A BAD BITCH; HE'S WIT HIS FRIENDS."