Still // g.d

.3.

After I finished my laundry, I headed home like usual. George said he would text me when to come over, but I wasn't to worried about it.

I got home a little bit later than usual, because George wouldn't stop talking to me. So when I got home savanna was already home.

" hey bae" I say setting the hampers of clean clothes down and starting to fold them. " how was your day?" I ask

" lame. Pretty uneventful. " she sighs.

" mine too. I cleaned up the kitchen to by the way." I say.

" thanks. Oh guess what? I got invited to a concert Friday night, some band called the 1975." She says.

" are you gonna go?" I ask folding jeans and setting them into a pile.

" probably. You gonna come?" She asks.

" the 1975? Weird name. Maybe. Who invited you?" I ask. The name seems like I've heard it before.

" just some guy that came into the shop today. He was pretty cute, flirted with me a bit. I believe his name was Ross. I'm pretty sure he was in the band."

" nice. Yeah, I'll go with you." I say.

The rest of my afternoon was spent as it usually was. Hanging with savanna, smoking a bit of weed, making dinner, and watching tv until one of us gets tired.

Savanna was in her room by 9, which was pretty usual. So, I sit and watch some random cartoon until George sends me a text.

Which happens sooner than I thought.

" hey Molly, come by? I live in those apartments by that diner. Room 215B see you soon ;)" he sent.

" I'll let you know when I'm there." I send and then stand up, and stretch. I don't know what I'm getting myself into.

I grab my bag and keys and walk out of my place and get in my car.

Last change to back out of this.

I thought to myself. George kinda annoys me, but he is right in a way. I have like no friends.

I park my car in a parking spot in the general area of his apartment, and send him a text that I'm here.

I walk up to his apartment, and can already hear music, inaudible chatter, and smell weed.

I knock on the door and the voices all seem to quiet down.

Then the door opens, and George opens the door, clearly stoned.

" Molly! You came!" He says smiling lazily at me.

" yeah and you couldn't wait for me to get here to smoke!" I say.

" you smoke?" He asks and moved from the door to let me enter.

" I do." I say looking around. There are three other guys in the room, one with very curly hair smoking a cigarette in a chair, then one guy with also with dark hair talking to some other guy with lighter hair.

" these are my mates, were also in a band. That's matty, Adam and Ross." He said pointing at each one of them. " also, were playing a show this Friday, you should come." He says. Then reality hits me. Me and savanna already planed on going, and one of these guys asked her to.

" maybe." I say smiling and sitting on the floor.

" erm you can sit in a chair if you want." George says.

" I'm good." I say bringing my knees to my chest.

" so, are you two banging or something?" The one with curly hair asks. This making me bust in a fit of laughter.