"Bitch, I don't see why you ain't jump that man bones yet!" Cashmere said while sitting in my living room. "Like, you dumb dumb."
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"Girl... shut the fuck up with me. Okay?" I was tired and hung the hell over. The party with Cairo last night was something. And something is an understatement, trust me. We had gone out and came back to my place, and I hadn't stopped drinking yet. He had played bodyguard all night long at the function. Stiff arming all the niggas that tried to approach me and standing in front of me while I shook my ass. I had began to regret making him come so I got SLOPPY drunk to take my mind off it. He made me come home after I started to undress in front of everybody. I was so embarrassed when I woke up this morning and got on Snapchat. "I'm just saying," Cashmere continued. "If a nigga protected me all night AND made sure I got home safe AND didn't try to fuck me while I was tore up... I'd fuck him. Just as a thank you." "And that's why you and I are two different damn people." She was just starting to annoy me and I was thinking twice about letting her in when she just knocked on my door this afternoon. I got up and went in my closet to pick out my clothes for the day. I was thinking something light. Very light. Mere showed up and begged me to go to brunch with her because "we hadn't hung out in a long time and she felt neglected". Her words and not mine, I argued against it. Even offered to buy her a new outfit in place of the brunch but the bitch was NOT budging. I went and brushed my teeth and turned the shower to the hottest it would go. I stripped down and stepped in, just thinking on what my best friend had said a moment ago. Should I jump this man's bones ? He IS fine. And he looks like the dick is miraculous. But Ryan , you'll be crazy. $1 paper, smile in the mugshot crazy. Before I knew it I'd been in the shower for 45 minutes just staring at the wall. I washed up and stepped out quickly. Another hour later and I was ready to go. Cashmere talked my head off all the way out the damn door about nonsense. My phone dinged in my lap. I picked it up and read the message. Cairo you good? I replied with a simple "yes" and locked my phone. My phone immediately started ringing with a FaceTime. I picked up and just waited for him to speak. "Ryan." He stared at me. "Cairo." I stared at him. "You was lit last night huh?" I watched him smirk at the phone. "See bye, cause ion even need you rubbing the shit in" I mugged. He hollered laughing. "Yo , I never seen no shit like it!" I hung up. I was over it. He didn't call back and I was kind of pissy. But we had just pulled up to the spot, and I was SO hungry. We hopped out, and walked inside. The hostess asked us how many and directed us to a booth when I heard a familiar voice. "Yeah, she short. I don't know what her hair look like right now. And she always dressed too far up for where she's going. Chocolate. Mad pretty." I turned around and seen Cairo standing with the hostess as she pointed directly at me. I groaned and turned around while my best friend waved him down. "Bitch, STOP." I whisper yelled. "Hell no. Hey Cairo" she smiled. I wanted to choke this bitch so bad. I looked up into his smiling face as he nodded his head, greeting her. Then, he took it upon himself to slide in beside me. I had taken out my phone to avoid all interaction, but of course he wasn't having it. Cairo snatched my phone while still cheesing. I looked at him like he had three big ass heads. "Fuck is your problem my nigga?" I pressed. "Yo, all funny shit aside, you should be thanking me for making sure your drunk ass was and is straight." I laughed. "Hoe, I drink and GET DRUNK by MYSELF all the time. I ain't need shit from you." He clenched his jaw and laughed. "Oh, alright. I'm finna go head and be out then. Keep this same energy next time you want something to eat. Or you bored. Or you can't reach some shit in the kitchen" He got up and walked off "BITCH, I'LL USE A STOOL" I yelled after him causing everybody in the restaurant to look at me stupid, and me to look back just as dumb. "You the dumbest bitch I ever fucking met," Cashmere shook her head and sipped her mimosa. I shrugged. I felt bad but shit, I definitely wasn't apologizing. Pride is a mufucka.
