[Brook in MM]
'Cause now that you matter I gotta deal with the good and bad I gotta
deal with the thoughts of you in any bed'○
I woke up feeling like 100 mufuckas took turns kicking me in my head, it felt like my head was pounding more than my heart. Looking to the side of me I noticed the girl from lastnight had already left but she left a white slip of paper on the pillow, picking it up it read call me with her number on it and a smiley face. I chuckled wincing immediately after feeling the pain in my head worsen, sitting up I crumble up the paper tossing it in the trash can in the corner before getting up to do my morning routine.
Once I got out the shower I got dressed in some balmain jeans with a black polo blackwatch shirt, a red bape hoodie, my red suede 12's, and a black polo hat to top the fit off.
Checking my phone I had multiple new messages.
Bestfriend😻😎- was it good👀
Yams🍑😍- who you leave the club with last night 🤔
LightBright😈🤘- nigga you went to the club without me😴
Twin👥😈- yousa hoe☻
212-431-7247- Call me!!
Project baby💦😜- slide on meee I need that 😩🍆💦
Super intelligent👾💋- you haven't been fucking with me lately 🤔
🚮😾- I miss you 😩
Cole😈🔌- we gotta talk business soon
718-095-2781- so you came to brooklyn and didn't think to come see me😐 you so cut off✌
💎- heard you been fucking with yas but you can't slide on me 😴✌
Bx baby😏- You need to come see me🙄
Aquafina🚰- link tonight?
I stopped scrolling cause I knew the rest was just more hoes that either number wasn't saved or I didn't have a desire to see them again. The one person who I wanted to text me didn't which was weird since these past couple of months I had gotten used to waking up looking at my phone and seeing her name.
Deciding to text back brook, ash, Cole and kil I open up brooks thread.
To: Bestfriend😻😎- I don't remember 😂 I woke up before 8 so it couldn't have been that good
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The Plug Daughter (G!P)
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