Christopher Maurice Brown, 26. Going from situation to situation trying to make relationships work, Chris finds himself giving up on it.
Being so young, he's just carefree and wants to have fun. No strings for anyone to pull on.
He stays a night th...
Please pay attention, many things are going on in this chapter- wink wink. Christopher Brown
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Nearly two weeks later, Chris leads the way to his basement that Robyn has yet to see. Needing to settle down after what happened a few hours ago.
"This place is so- why have you never shown me this?" She asks. "I don't know, really only my friends come down here. Just my little man cave I suppose." He shrugs.
Looking around the room, there's a few couches, mini fridge, Xbox even if my PlayStation is in the living room too. "Damn." She comments.
"You better not be hiding little thots down here." Her eyebrows narrow. "Hush up, go sit." I smack her butt and head to the small fridge. "What do you want to drink?" I ask her.
"Something heavy." She answers nonchalantly. I look back at her without saying anything. "What?" She giggles and I shake my head.
"Here you go." I hand her a drink and she takes it. "We needed this." I tell her and take a seat next to her. Robyn lays her head on my shoulder and I hold her head.
"I love you." She says quietly. "I love you too Robby."
Putting music onto the tv for entertainment, I put on a playlist of all music from 2011.
Gulping down a sip quickly, Robyn sits up energetically as a song comes on. "Don't change it!"
"I think about it every night, and day! I'm addicted, wanna jam inside your love!" She stands up and dances around the room.
I cheer her on happily, "yes baby!" She turns around giggling with her shirt hanging off of one shoulder sexily.
Her curls sit an inch above her shoulders and she makes them dance too. "Put on one of your songs and I bet I know all the lyrics." She challenges.
Moving the bottoms on the xbox controller I put on Wall to Wall, and of course she puts on a performance to it.
"Another one." She sniffles dramatically desperate. "Robyn." I laugh at how drunk she is getting. "What? Do it." She whines.
Songs back to back we scream the lyrics to each other and end up bursting into laughter.
"We should probably go to sleep now." She rubs her eyes. "Come on, let's get you upstairs." I stand knowing she'll be draping all over the place.
"Carry me?" She pouts. "That was the plan but I need you to stand up first mama, come on." I hold my hand out and she grabs it to get up.
