Food n' Shit

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Dabria's POV

I sat in my game room playing The Evil Within. I couldn't fucking get past the fourth level. GODDAMNED CHAINSAW GUY.

The bean bag under my ass crinkled as I shifted positions to get more comfortable. Time to kill the boss. Mother Fucker.

He ran at me and I shot my rifle missing him. "God damn it Mother Fucking son of a bitch!" I cursed.

"I see you're having fun." I hear from the other room.

"You shut your whore mouth!"

Quinn laughed. "Well, fuck me. Wanna BLT? The double date is later."

"Hey Quinn?"

She poked her head in through the door. "Yeah?"

"Did you notice how weird Luther was acting?"

She rolled her eyes. "Yeah he was acting really douchey. Like his friends."

"I think it's just because he's inexperienced."

"I stalked his Facebook, he looks pretty damned experienced to me."

I roll my eyes, paused the game, and followed her into the kitchen.

"Well, I've been doing some stalking myself."

"I know, I read your browser history."

"Quinn!"

"Don't be a hypocrite, I know you read mine."

"That's true."

"I kind of don't want to go out tonight." I say.

"Me neither. Why don't we just invite them over here? "

"That actually sounds nice. We could make dinner and watch a movie."

Quinn nods and opens the fridge.

"We have Ramen and Spaghettios."

"Fuck."

"Tell me about it."

We both retire to our rooms to get ready. I text Luther about the change of plans.

Hey babe. Change of plans. We're all gonna meet up here, we're gonna stop at the grocery store to get shit. Meet us here at 10. Is that okay?

My phone dings.

Damn, was really looking forward to buying you dinner ;)

I smirk and respond.

Have you seen me eat? You'd be broke before the entree even arrives.

He starts to reply but doesn't.

Crap, was that too weird? Maybe a sexy outfit will make up for it. I look in my closet for an outfit. Something casual, right? I pick out a black v neck shirt and dark red leggings that match my hair.

"Hey girlie, we leaving yet?" Quinn bangs on my door.

"Just a minute!"

"That's what you said a minute ago!"

"Shut up!"

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