"Tell me everything!" I exclaimed.
"It was so cool. We went to all of these sick ass small theaters. It was so cool because everyone was so close. And, ugh", he paused. "All of our shows were sold out. I literally felt like I was in a dream".
"Awww Blaze. I'm so proud of you for going after your dreams", I said with a grin on my face.
"Remember when you slid through my dms 3 years ago? The first thing you said you wanted to do when you moved out to LA was to become a musician. That's crazy man. Got to see you grown 'n shit", I expressed.
"I know", Blaze said getting serious. "Ryley I'm really lucky to have you in life", he said looking up, making eye contact with me.
A smile crept onto my face. "Me too B", I grinned.
---
I hadn't even noticed we'd been talking for a couple hours when I checked my phone and saw it was 1:30.
"It was really nice catching up B, but I gotta get going." I said standing up and grabbing my bag.
"Aw, well we definitely have to do this more! I missed my girl", he said reaching for a hug.
After a couple moments of hugging, I walked out of his arms and made my way towards the door. Not before mouthing a quick bye.
I was walking back to my apartment, my earphones in, when I felt a familiar buzz come from bag. I reached for my phone and saw Whitney was calling me.
"Hey bitch", I said after pressing the green button.
"When you getting home?" she asked.
"Um, probably in a couple minutes. Why?"
"Just asking! Get your ass here fast", she added.
"Whatever fatass", I said sarcastically, ending the phone call.
---
I took my keys out of my bag and unlocked our shared apartment door.
"I'm home", I announced.
"Ry, get in here", I heard coming from Whitney's room.
"What's up", I said walking into her room filled with clothes all over the floor.
"We got invited to party", she said with a grin plastered on her face.
"Oh? Who's", I asked not admitting I wasn't really in the party mood.
"These brothers. Isaac and Elijah. I don't know who they are but he dm'ed me saying we should come", she shrugged while continuing rummaging through her closet.
"How the fuck does he know us", I said confused.
"I dunno. Does it really matter though? We, I mean you need to get out missy! When was the last time you got some?" she chuckled.
"Fuck you bro", I said sarcastically while throwing a pillow.
"Ry, you haven't went out ever since you and Adrian".
I sighed, knowing she was right.
"Me not going out has nothing to do with Adrian! In fact, I will go out! Just to prove you wrong!" I huffed while walking out her room before hearing her laugh.
---
A couple hours later that where filled with frustration and procrastination, I decided to wear a dusty green see through dress with matching lingerie beneath. 'I look pretty hot' I thought to myself.
I went into my bathroom and combed out my brown hair and applied a touch up of the makeup I was wearing in the morning. I topped my whole outfit off with black heals and a black jacket.
"Ready?" I shouted from my room.
"Yeah", I heard Whitney shout back.
We both walked out of our rooms and gasped at each other.
"Damnn girl, you trynna get dick tonight?" I exclaimed.
"Me? You bro! You do realize your ass is out, right?" she said giggling.
"Who gives a fuck?" I shrugged my shoulders before we walked out of our apartment and headed downstairs to meet our uber.
---
"Thanks for the ride", I said to our uber driver, Mason.
"No problem!", he replied.
Whitney and I got out of the car and quickly fixed our dresses since we were just sitting.
We walked inside the alcohol filled home, taking in our surroundings.
"I'm gonna go get a drink", I heard Whitney shout over the loud music.
I responded back and saw her walking past the crowded rooms. I stood there for a couple seconds before spotting a corner that was empty. I walked towards there and rested my back against the wall, already bored.
Parties weren't really my scene. I mean, if it was a party my close friends were throwing, then hell yeah. I would be the one jumping off wall to wall. But since this was somebody else's party, I wasn't very fond the entire night.
---
An hour later, I checked my phone and saw Whitney had sent me a text.
Whit: Found a guy. Probably going
home with him. Stay Safe. Love you.
Me: Okay. Please be safe.
I sighed, knowing this was how the night was going to end anyways. I decided to stick around for a little while before going home.
