India's P.O.V::
Last night was wild, but I enjoyed it. Has anyone felt like their life is at it's lowest point? Then something good comes around? Everything feels right you know? I woke up with Oliver laying across my stomach.
My grandma said, "When a man lies across your stomach, that's an indirect indictator of pregnancy baby." I pushed his ass right the fuck off.
Oliver: Why? Just why? (Rubbing his eyes like a baby)
India: Uhh-- gotta pee..
Lord, I know I ain't shit, but don't let me be pregnant right now! Please! I finish my prayer and wash my hands. Oli was up making eggs and toast with his fine ass. I kissed his shoulder.
India: Wake and bake?
Oliver: I'm dizzownnnn (down)
Oliver's P.O.V::
Man I'm so glad India's mine now. It felt like forever for me to finally get her and love her. She's perfect to me. Yeah, she has her stubborn-crazy-dangerous-murderous-killer ways..but she's loving inside. She's just been through A LOT. But I'm willing to love her through it.
[Author's Note/ Can I just say that Oliver is my ideal nigga like this must be nice :( ]
India's P.O.V::
I roll a wood and light the blunt. Oli sits our food down and turns on Friday. This shit finds me even more when I'm zoooteeed. I pass the blunt to Oli and bite my toast.
India: "You ain't got to lie Craig you ain't got to lie" (laughing)
Oli&India: "Imma be ha asssss"
So now at this point I'm stuck. We smoking on Gorilla Glue #4 mixed with Blue Dream. I'm scr8t up G O N E
Oliver: India
India: Yeah
Oliver: (Dj Khaled voice) Anotha one
India: I don't know why but I can't move and I can't figure out why the sky is blue and the grass is green. I'm glad grass is the right kind of green and not the dookie green, you know? Like I went to Foot Locker and bought the cutest shoes they was $130 for customized Hurraches so I guess that's cheap. SPEAKING OF CHEAP, I remember my sister ex boyfriend bought her this "diamond necklace" shit was turning green. The dookie green too. I love sci-
Oliver: So basically you want me to roll the blunt in so many words ?
India: Yes. I'll play music
He's rolling blunts while I'm calculating calculators. I like the word calculator. It's sooo, like, I don't know... I'm going to say it slowly "Caaaaaaaaalllllllllcccccuuuullaaaaaaaattttooorrr"
Oliver: India, shut UP ! (Laughing)
India: You was in my head ? You can read thoughts?
Oliver: You wasn't thinking that, you was saying it out loud 😂😂😂
India: Yo, lets go somewhere today.
Oliver: Get dressed ma.
I get in the shower and wash my hair and body. My hair is like a burnt orange, kinda brown. I'll dye it tonight back black. I get out the shower brush my teeth and do my hair. I split my hair down the middle and do to small buns. I throw a towel around me and head to the room.
As I walk in, I see Oliver's wet body dripping and I refrain from the temptation of touching him. I smile and put my panties on. Lace. I put on some army camoflauge pants and a black sports bra. I put a jean jacket and turn to Oli.
India: Yes? (Pointing to the outfi)
Oliver: Let me see it without the jean jacket:
Oliver: Without the jacket. But anyways lets go to this festival, we'll roll some woods and walk through the festival and get our faces painted
India: Funnnnnnnn!!!
-later on-
.hotboxing the car.
India: We shall roll down thy windows and feeleth thy aireth
Oliver: HEADASSSS
-walking through the festival-
???: India? Is that you?
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