in which person A finds an ad on
possibly the worse day of her life.
-OR-
in which person A moves into
a house with five different guys
who are anything but ordinary.
*Completed DEC. 2018*
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EDWIN WAS frustrated as fuck, to put it simply. He couldn't afford to be fucking up products that he put online for sale. Denim could be crazy expensive and he already ruined one of his pieces because he wasn't as focused as he claimed to be. It was of the wee hours of Friday morning and he expected the remaining house members to be asleep. Now that he had the top floor to himself, he could blast Rex Orange County as loud as he wanted to get him in his zone. He stared at the splash of red paint that covered majority of the back of the custom denim piece he messed up. Somehow the Dominican boy managed to spill the bucket of paint over his outline of courage the cowardly dog and it wasn't paint he wanted to use!
So now he was sour as fuck even though usually when he fucked up, it took a minute for him to collect his thoughts and bring it around to make things work again. He was that type of guy who could attempt to try and turn things around figuring that he use that creative side of his. Although due to a series of unfortunate events, Edwin Honoret found himself in a pickle. 1) he was now the true definition of "eggwin" since Brandon cackled while he decided to nickname his roommate, even though that was lame as fuck — Edwin would make it work. 2) Tiffany was blowing up his phone, requesting high demands and lastly 3) Dane just up and left the house AND took Nick and Zion with her!
At the end of the day, Edwin just wanted to do right. However he kept slipping up and ended up rubbing a particular roommate the wrong way. He shouldn't be thinking about it but his mind was spiraling with ideas to make it up to Dane. BUT her leaving the house and not say shit to him about it, pissed him off again. He wanted to discuss the tension even though it's only been two—well three days now. Edwin was at the stage with Dane where on the exterior, they clashed but on the inside he felt his insides turn to mush, he even went as far to vent to his poem journal just to scribble it out right afterwards. He couldn't risk his girl finding it, not after he defended her like he was supposed to do. In short, he was pissed at Dane for resulting in violence against the girl he was talking to and choosing to give him the silent treatment, so he chose to detach himself from her even though she came into his room and exposed his new do, also he was pissed at Kenny for messing up his face. The dude had no idea how hard it is to use his skincare products over the bruised skin. But fuck that guy and for the time being, fuck Dane too!
Edwin's thumb pressed and held onto Dane's IG page as he sat on the floor of the kitchen, his head resting against the stainless steel fridge while he munched on some strawberries that he swirled into a hazelnut jar. He decided taking a break would probably do him some good, yet here he was stalking Dane, Zion, and Nick's pages hoping that they post something. Ever since they left for the airport, Zion's had the trio on his IG story and Edwin felt some sort of way about it.
SURPRISE!
Like how can she just up and go like that and take his friends with her? Damn, he was starting to sound like Austin for a second there. Edwin was brought out of his bitter thoughts as he continuously felt something bumping into his thigh, and Kobe's been living with one of Brandon's friends for a couple of months now so...Edwin looked up to see Brandon above him standing shirtless as he repeatedly tried to open the fridge with his eyes closed.
