I Mean It

Waking up

Waking up to a lonely bed, with white sheets black comforter and silk white and black alternating pillows isn't as fun as anybody would think it would be. Especially if you're alone.
*phone buzzes. Caller ID Maegan*
-Hello?
-Omg are you excited for tonight!?
-Not really, are you sure you want to go out? We could always hang out here?
- Um. Pass. Plus it's going to be sooo much fun! There is a concert at the bar anyways!
-Ugh fine. For you. I'll be over within the hour. I'll bring all of my make up stuff over so that we can get ready
-Yay!! Great. See you soon love!
That's maegan. She's my bestfriend. She has been since 8th grade and here we are now 24 year olds. I don't know what I'd do without her, honestly.
I would have been way more excited about the bar tonight, but as always Harmon is always working. He didn't come home last night. He's always at the office and with his dad. His dad always wants to have talks with him about "taking on the business" and shit like that.
I grab my car keys and make up bag and head out for Maegans house. As I turn the radio on I hear about the concert that is happening at the bar we are going to, and I actually start getting really pumped. They list off the performers, a lot of them I vaguely know and one that sticks out in particular, G-Eazy. Maegan had mentioned him when she talked about going to this a few weeks before. I had no clue about this dude, but if maegan likes him I'm sure he's good. I pull up at Maegan's house and get out of the car with all the supplies. I go inside and see her in a leggings and a big white Tee-shirt. She screams excitedly about my arrival. Then she takes me upstairs to her room and we get ready for the bar.