third floor ➳ post malone

two

"You know, I'm gonna miss you being my roommate," Arizona admits as we sit on my yellow couch. I smile over at her and nod.

"I'm gonna miss it, too," I agree. "But I'm starting my life and need my own place."

"Yeah," Indiana chimes in. "Mom is good for one thing, I guess. Buying our love."

"I've wanted my own bakery since I was seven," I laugh. "After putting us last, the least she could do was buy me a bakery."

"I never got a bakery," Arizona huffs. "Indy got a fucking clothing line. What did I get?"

"A G-Wagon!" Indiana and I both yell at the same time.

"And a two week trip to Europe with Stephen for absolutely no reason," I tell her.

"A fully furnished apartment while you were in college," Indiana adds on to my point.

"I can name so much more," I smile at her.

"Okay!" She says. "Either way, I still had to work for my job. You two? Spoiled bitches."

"Thanks, Ari, you're the sweetest," Indiana says sarcastically. I roll my eyes and look at Indiana who is doing the same.

"Okay, it's getting late," I tell them, standing up and collecting the wine glasses that had accumulated on the coffee table.

"Yeah, tomorrow is a big day for you," Arizona smiles at me as I take the glasses into the kitchen. "Grand Opening of The Grateful Bread."

"I still can't believe that's the name you chose," Indiana laughs from the living room as I wash the dishes.

"It really fits the vibe well," I scoff. "I like it, okay?"

"We like it, too, we just have to tease you," Arizona says, walking into the kitchen with me. "We're gonna be your biggest supporters tomorrow."

"I can't wait," I look back at her, turning the sink off. "But we need to go to bed."

"Yeah we do," Indiana nods, leaning her elbows on the counter.

"I'll sleep on the couch and you guys can have my bed," I offer to them. I should've looked for a two bedroom apartment since I knew they'd be staying here sometimes but this one was just too cute to pass up.

"Like that king size isn't big enough for all three of us," Arizona chuckles. "I recall us all sleeping on a twin bed when we were younger."

"We're adults now," I remind them. "Bigger."

"And that's a bigger bed. Come on."

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"Thank you so much. Have a nice day!" I say to the last customer in line as I give him his piece of cake. He smiles and walks out of the door.

So far, business has been amazing. I didn't think it would considering it's opening day, but with the help of my sisters who are now sitting at a table in the corner and my best friend Ricky who has the same dream as I do, it went off without a hitch.

"I better get home," Arizona sighs. "Stephen and Carly are probably missing me terribly."

"Oh, I bet," Indiana rolls her eyes. "I should go too, but only if you're good here."

"Perfect," I smile brightly and then look over at Arizona. "Tell Carly I love her and that she'll have to come have a sleepover with me."

"Please for the love of God," Arizona groans. "Stephen and I haven't had sex in weeks. She's gotten to where she sleeps with us."

"Tell her no," Indiana suggests. "That she has to stay in her room."

"Have you met Carly?" I ask her. "She gets whatever she wants."

"True," She shrugs.

"Okay, I need to go for real," Arizona says, hugging me. "I love you and good luck on the rest of the day."

"I love you, too," I say, hugging her and then Indiana. "Thank you guys so much for being here today."

"Wouldn't have missed it for the world," Indiana smiles. "Bye."

"Bye," I say to my sisters as they walk out of the door, the bell ringing like it has multiple times today.

"I'm in love with your sister," Ricky says as they walk out. He is obsessed with Indiana but she is so oblivious to it.

"Ricky, Jesus, man," I shake my head at him. "Ask her out. She's very single."

"That's the problem," He says to me. "I think she likes being single."

"If you don't tell her, I swear to God," I tell him as I begin mixing cake batter for the cupcakes we just ran out of.

"I can't," he sighs. "She's Indiana and I'm
Ricky."

"If we're introducing ourselves, I'm Georgia," I joke and he rolls his eyes. "Just ask her on a date. You're both adults, Rick."

"I know, I know," he defends himself and I go back to mixing the ingredients. "I've liked her for over a year now but can't seem to admit it."

"You admit it to everyone but her," I tell him with a chuckle. "You're cute, I don't see the problem."

"You think I'm cute?" He asks and I turn around, pointing the pink spoon at him.

"I'm gonna shove this so far up your ass that it's gonna come out of your nose," I say to him and his eyes widen.

"Don't threaten me with a good time," He winks. I swear to God, he's the most dramatic person I know but that's why he's my best friend. "Ooh, customer."

"Hi, welcome in!" I say as I sit the strawberry cake batter to the side. I look up and see the guy that lives in the apartment next to me with his arm draped over a brunette's shoulders. "What can I get for you?"

"Can we get two Choko Onos?" The girl asks, looking at the menu on the wall behind me and I smile at them, grabbing the chocolate cupcakes. I shouldn't say anything but I do.

"I thought you hated chocolate," I say, looking at him. He gives me a smirk, almost telling me to shut up.

"I just would rather not take brownies from someone I don't know," he says to me and I roll my eyes to myself.

"You know each other?" The girl asks and I nod as he answers.

"She just moved into the apartment next to me," He says to her and then looks back up at me. "And now I guess she works at a bakery."

"Yeah, actually... I own it," I smirk sarcastically at him and then hold out my hand. "That'll be seven dollars even."