"we already fucked, might as well get attached.", i shrugged pacing the workshop. ive been here not even a month yet, and I already found someone I care about- and no, not just because we fucked.
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☁︎ I had my money, that I earned, tucked away in my purse. I put my regular clothes back on and nearly tripped again due to the drug doing it's job.
I wiped my nose with my index finger as I made my way towards the exit. I coughed and suddenly felt sick to my stomach, too much alcohol you dumbass.
I placed my hand on the brick wall of the outside building and hunched myself over, holding back gag after gag. Why I suddenly felt so sick to my stomach was just alcohol being alcohol and fucking up everything.
Thankful I'd never actually got my permit and would have to take a taxi back to my place anyways, so in other words; I wouldn't need to worry about driving or my car being towed or broken into.
I let out a moan and shut my teeth together firmly as I stood straight up to go signal for some kind of transport. Suddenly, a medium height; tanned, tattooed, Mexican, made his way towards me.
"Hey, mama. Lemme give you a lift, 'eh'?", he said and I watched him look me up and down. The guy was attractive, he intrigued me in some weird way... shame he had to see me high and drunk at my worst.
I put my thumb down and my hand to my side as I closed the few steps between us. "Alright.", I said and messed with his collar. "Go ahead, show me what's up."
He gave me a smirk, and lifted his eyebrows, as he led me to his car. I got in the passengers seat before he started speeding down the highway- now, have I not have been high off my rocker and still feeling sickly drunk, I would've tuck and rolled my ass into traffic; going out my own way instead of possibly killing an innocent old lady or someone else driving.
Instead, I started laughing and screaming, 'faster', over and over again. Well, until we reached his place that was one of the most beautiful homes I've seen.
It was huge, with a garden in the front and a archway gate to get inside. It looked like a party was already going on- or maybe ending? I couldn't really tell, all I knew was there were flashing lights and some people talking outside while music was playing wildly from inside.
"Damn, is this yours?", I asked and he smirked down at me with a quick nod.
"Why, you impressed?", he asked and I laughed a bit and shrugged.
"Could be better.", I teased and he gave me a small shove, in a friendly way. I laughed and attempted it back, but got nowhere, he didn't even budge.
"Alright, let me show you the inside.", he smiled. "I'm letting my friend Ramirez borrow my crib for a 'lil' so he can get a little cred.", he told me through his thick Mexican accent. "That's why there's this party going on. If I would've hosted it, it would've been packed down the block and more."
