𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐚𝐩𝐞 ✮ 𝐠.𝐝.

𝟎𝟏

✧ alva dolan ✧

Now, ten years later. Here I am in a fucken board meeting, bored to death discussing about whatev-

"Alva!?"

Cutting out of my thoughts, from the call of my name.

"Oh- um-- yes, Miss Virginia-Munch?" I answered back to my dumbass of a boss.

I really wanna quit this boring ass, accounting job. But, I got bills to pay. And damn, my Boss's last name is so fucken terrible. Sorry I had to say it.

"Well, what do you think?" She asked me, about.. whatever the fuck we're talking about.

"I- um-- yes. Totally agree." Pff, yeah right. All over, about fucken toilets.
I tightly smile at her, trying to make my expression convincing as if I was 'listening.'

"Ok than. Well its official. Whenever I announce "Im going to the toilet," nobody else but ME goes... Understood? "

We all nod in agree and bit of annoyance, because she made a meeting for wanting to go to the reatrooms. Like, the fuck bitch, make yourself a toli- anyway. Enough about that shit.

She looks at her golden watch; checking the time.

"And right on time. It's lunch break, so y'all can go." She announced, packing up her laptop and documents. As for us, we're getting outta our seats and getting together our notes.

Sometimes I pretend to write shit in my notepad; which I thought our meeting today, was gonna be 'important'. But, no. It was just horseshit.

Thanks Miss Virginia-Munch, for wasting a hour of my life. I can't get back.

𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐀𝐏𝐄

Eating away my chicken sandwich in peace, while in my deeps thoughts. Finishing the last bit of my sandwich, I hear I chime from my phone, indicating I have a notification. Wiping the corners of my lips from crumps, and wiping my hands with a paper towel.

I pick up my phone, to see I have a message; from a regconizable contact.

Myhubby👽: hey bub, whatcha doing?

I lightly chuckle at the text I just received from Gray. Opening up my phone to get into my messages, I reply back to him.

Wifeyy👾: I'm on my break rn. You? And how's Ivy? Is she feeling any better?

Myhubby👽: Chilling. Just finished vacuuming the house. Gave Ivy her medicine & cough drops. She's still too weak to come out of bed tho.

Ivy had to be at home today from school. Because, she woke up with a sore throat, runny nose and has a high temperature. So I let her stay home. Good thing it's Friday; so she's technically having the weekend, before it's begun. Hopefully she gets better soon though.

I wish I could've called in sick today from work (well to late for that, eh), today to look after her. And have some time with Grayson... Ha, realizing it, I don't spend that much time with Gray...

Wifeyy👾: Aww, thank u Gray for giving her medicine & looking after her. Hope she gets better soon tho. Tell her "Mummy misses you"❤

Yes that's how much I love my daughter.

Myhubby👽: Sure thing. Hey bub, I have a surprise for you when you get back.

I raise an eyebrow. My face turns to confusion, and surprise.

Wifeyy👾: Wow! really Bailey? I'm flattered, but u know I don't like surprises

Myhubby👽: Trust me. Ur gonna looooove this surprise 😊. And don't call me Bailey, u know I hate it.

Wifeyy👾: HA! Whats BAILEY gonna do abt it? lmao.

Myhubby👽: 😑

Wiffeyy👾: jk babes 😘

Wifeyy👾: Oh shit. Hey Gray, I gotta get back to work 🙄. C u at home. Just tell me what my surprise is please. Love you ❤

Myhubby👽: No! I can't tell u what it is lol. Love you too. And good time, my chicken noodle soup should be done by now for Ivy ❤

Wifeyy👾: oh god, she's gonna get more sick 💀💀

Myhubby👽: HEY WTF!!😡

Wifeyy👾: I'm kidding Gray she's gon love it 😍

Myhubby👽: U play too much. bye, love ya. And I promise, ur gonna love the surprise so much ❤❤

A smile comes across my face. Knowing my Gray, can find away to make me; crack a smile when I'm having a shitty time at my Job (which is ALL the time). Just through texting each other.

I turn off my phone, get up from my seat. And head straight out of the break room to get back to work... Fuck.

𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐀𝐏𝐄

5:12pm

"Bye Alva, See you on Monday." My coworker Bruno; waving a "bye" to before heading off to his car.

"See ya on Monday for hell." I say jokingly, both of us laughing at my joke.

Heading off to my white family van, getting in the big machinery; on the driver side, putting my black leather bag, on the right side of the passenger sear. As I put the keys in the ignition, to get the cool air conditioning.

(a/n: ♪its the remix to ignition, hot & fresh out the kitchen. R.Kelly is a pedo & a liar for saying "I DidD'T dO THIs stUfF, THis Is nOt mE Im figHtInG foR mY LiFe... *short silent pause...then*, YoUr kiLLing mE MaN.♪" Or whatever tf he said?? Did u see the interview when R.Kelly went off, I was 💀. Anyway, sry for interrupting, back to the story.)

My phone begins to ring. I quickly grab my bag, to grab my phone. As I do so; The contact reveals a noticeable number:
Lola 👄💅🏼.

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Fuuuuuuuuuuuck my hands are DEAD from typing this. Jesus. Sorry, this chapter is a bit boring and, leaving this on a cliffhanger.

I promise I'll try to update regularly (if I can.)

Anyway, vote or I'll rock up to ur place and beat you with a cricket bat (even though I don't watch that shit and I hate it; because one time I got hit by a fucken cricket bat on the leg and that shit hurt soo much... And its a boring sport.) But still!! I'll rock up to ur place n beat you 😊.