Vanessa POV
I was walking through the park when I smelled burnt trash.
"Mmm, my favorite scent!"
I knew that scent could only belong to one person; Post Malone.
I met Post 69 years ago at this exact same park, he was dressed in rags and looked like Walmart Jesus.
Attractive.
I was about to continue on to a new path when I was suddenly dragged behind a tree. The scent was very strong now.
PM whispered in my ear and I could smell his musty, dusty, breath against my hair.
"Don't you fucking move... Rosa's eyelashes found us."
As if on cue, a pair of crooked eyelashes naruto ran at us.
Posty snatched my hand and ran away towards a fish store. I saw my sister, peaches, through the window.
"WHERE ARE MY CRABS? I JUST HAD THEM A SECOND AGO AND NOW MY COOCHIE IS ITCH N' BURNIN." My sister then began to yell at the customers.
My sister was NOT in a good mood today, she must of had her period for the third time this month. Fuck the menstruation cycle.
I walked up to my sister and explained to her what happened. She then hid us in the freezer where we found Walt Disney.
As soon as she hid us, I see a pair of eyelashes open the door and interogate my sister.
I guess my sister's stankyness came in hand and Rosas shriveled eyelashes walked away.
Good Job.
