Alexis
                              "WHERE THE FUCK IS MY LASAGNA" 
                              I jumped out off my sleep when I heard the screaming. 
                              "What? what happened?" I damn near fell of the couch trying to get up. 
                              "My damn Lasagna! it was in the fridge where i left it and the bitch grew legs and walked away. do you have any idea, where the fuck it went?" Kanae looked pissed. it was kinda funny.
                              "down my throat" 
                              "what?" she slammed the fridge door shut. 
                              "it went down my throat" I repeated. 
                              Kanae grabbed a knife out of the sink. "do you want to loose ya fucking hands first or ya tongue?" she threatened waving the knife around.
                              i chuckled. "I aint try to cut your hands and tongue off last night, when I should have." 
                              "bitch, what the fuck is you talking bout?" she looked at me confused. 
                              Does she really not remember? "last night after the party..." 
                              she raised here eyebrow at me. "ion know what the fuck happened after the party, I barely remember what happened during the party. so can you please enlighten me , and tell me what happened" she crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against the fridge waiting. 
                              I stared at her dumbfounded. "helloo" she called. 
                              I shook my head. "you came back drunk with some bitch, and tried to fuck her in my bed" 
                              a smirk spread across Kanae's face. "really? how'd it go? wait was the girl bad? of course she was bad I never fucked an ugly bitch, not even when I'm drunk." Kanae laughed. "did I make your bed wet?" she gasped. 
                              I rolled my eyes. "No...."
                              "No?" she repeated as if she was offended.
                              "all yall did was kissed okay.... and then" 
                              "and then what?" 
                              "you ran to the bathroom and threw up and I let the girl out" I lied. 
                              "forreal?" She chuckled "I aint get no koota kat"
                              "No, but I had to stop what i was doing to help yo drunk ass in bed and make sure you took them damn pills so you wouldn't be hung over in practice, so fuck your Lasagna and say THANK YOU."
                              "yeaaaaaaaaaah, okay. I appreciate your help, and I would appreciate it if you didn't touch my shit again. and you owe me some Lasagna" Nae pushed her self off of the fridge and walked out of the kitchen and into her room. 
                              "Bitch" I mumbled to myself and walked into my room. 
                              ~
"Nooo I'm not coming to see you I'm getting ready for practice." I said into the phone. 
                              "But you said you would come check up on me"
                              "Johni, I literally just left your house 2 days ago, when I said I would check up on you I meant call..." 
                              "what the fuck is a phone call supposed to do for me huh Lina?" 
                              "Who?" I took a minute to breath. "Johni are you drunk?" 
                              "No! I only had one drink today!" she declared. 
                              "its only 5:30 in the morning, and your already drinking."|
"well, it doesn't matter if you have been up all night drinking now does it?" 
                              "yeah you know what I'm hanging up now"
"you c---"
                              im so fucking tired of dealing with drunks it makes no sense. 
                                      
                                   
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