Emily is an average type of girl, she doesn't like when people boss her around or control her but one night when her and her Bestfriend; Monica, they both goes out to a club and Emily drinks a little too much and ends up in a stranger home without k...
"Sheesh Em, I literally did not know you had that in you!"
I laugh as I jump excitedly "I KNOW RIGHT?! and you should've seen his face! He was so mad! It's payback from being evil to me all those time"
She crosses her arm and lean back "I don't know Em, you better be careful because Lust can be a dangerous thing and hate can easily become love"
I scoff "Please love?! For Him?! You got to me kidding me. I'll never love him."
She raises her eyebrow at me.
"Don't look at me like that! It won't!" I tell her as I stand from the couch. I walk around the couch and toward my room.
"Are you sure about that Em?" She asks. I can tell she's smirking from the tone of her voice. I stop and turn to face her. She stares back at me with her arm over the couch. "One day you'll both will get too close to each other to the point where you would do anything to die to rip each other clothes off"
I gasped at her with a surprised face. "That won't happen."
I smirk at her "He'll be dying to rip my clothes off" I turn to walk away toward my room.
Pffft die to rip each other clothes off can you believe her?! Unacceptable! He isn't in the least attracted to me and I'm not either.,..okay maybe a bit but we aren't going to get together. I hate him with all my guts and he can kiss my ass.
* I wake up the next morning and realize I go in to work at 9 so I have a bit of time to get ready. I throw on a light blue long sleeve satin shirt with a light grey formal pants and nude heels
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I wear my hair down as I fix it up. I walk out my room and see Monica cooking breakfast
"Ohhhh I love when you cook breakfast!"
She chuckles "Here try this" she place her hand under her other hand which is holding a spoon with food in it. She walks toward me and feed me.
"So what you think?"
I give it a few to settle then I look at her surprised. "This is amazing! What is it!"
"It's a new oatmeal recipe I've been trying out. I'm thinking about adding it to the menu"
"You totally should, it's extravagant" I laugh
"Ohhh fancyyyy, I will"
"Oh! Can you throw away the trash and get the mail" she adds.
"What?! Why? I do it every time. That's not fair, you never do it" I pout at her.
"I'll give you some of the oatmeal to go" she offers. I stay quiet and think for a moment.
