Roc stared at you from the bar. You and your best friend, Kaylani, twerked on the dance floor. "Aye Roc, I see you staring at that girl, go talk to her." Prince said patting Roc on the shoulder. Roc made his way over to you and Kaylani. "I'm going to give you two some privacy." Kaylani walked away, leaving you and Roc alone on the dance floor. "I'm R--" you cut him off "Roc Royal" you finished his sentence. He laughed, grabbing your hands. " You want a drink?" He asked catching you off guard. "What?" You asked making him laugh again. "I asked if you wanted a drink." You frowned. If you told him you weren't old enough to drink yet, maybe he wouldn't be as interested. "Um, yea, sure." He looked into your eyes. "What you want?" He asked. You knew nothing about alcohol. "Surprise me." You grinned. He walked off. Five minutes later he came back with a secret drink. "Taste it. If you like it drink it all." He said. You sipped it. Every sip made you feel dizzy. He saw you get a little wobbly. He helped you out of the building.
The next morning
"Gosh, what time is it." You asked rolling over to rub Roc's perfectly shaped abs, but he was nowhere to be found. You walked into the bathroom. On the mirror there was a note.
It read:
нey вaвe ι wenт oυт ғor ѕoмe вreaĸғaѕт. вe вacĸ ѕoon.
love,
roc (doυвle r)
You smiled at the fact that he took out time to write you a letter. You notice that you only had a bra and panties on.
You started to wonder if you and him had sex.
