Hello Kinkys

Kelly

"Aahhhhhhhh this is soooo aesthetic!!"
The rest of the group looks at me amused.
"Agreed!"
Chelsea looks over the whole park and then smiles at me.

"Can someone lend me a hand, please?"
Bratts voice comes from the trunk of his car.
Well his dad's car but he doesn't really care.

I sit down next to Roxanne on a old bench.
"Everything okay?"
She hasn't really spoken the whole time.
She seems pretty shy for a girl who ran away from home.
As she hears my voice she makes a little jump.
"Oh yeah."
I chuckle and she smiles sheepishly.
"This is all so surreal..."
I nod in agreement.

Chelsea and Bratt place a box with beer next to us.
"Wha are you two talkin about?"
Bratt has a thick northern accent and it suits him very well.
"Nothing much."

I smile at him and look over to Chelsea who's searching for something in the car.
After sometime she holds a pink little fabric bag in the air.
"Aye found it!"
Bratt and I both cheer.

"What's in the bag?"
Roxanne looks curios.
Chelsea gives her a devilishly smirk and then laughs.
"Take a guess!"
"Uhm from your reaction I'd say some sorta drug?"
"Hell ya! It is time to get crossfaded!"
We all laugh and Chelsea processes to roll a spliff.

In the meanwhile I put some chill music on.
After about ten minutes she holds up an almost perfect blunt.
"This took way too long! Told ya I should ave done it!"
Bratt judges her and her artwork.
"Bruh shut up! Your fingers are too fat!"

I hear the sound of a skateboard driving and look into the direction the noise is coming from.
A big boy with dark black hair hanging over his eyes skates on the old concrete of the park.
Oh no.

"Guys... GUYS!"
I get their attention.
"Wha?"
I nod in his direction.
Everybody stops talking and stares.
"Who's tha?"
Now we all look at the confused little Roxy.
"Chelly's lil crush..."
"SHUT THA FUCK UP!"
"... Nikita"

Bratt starts laughing like a maniac at Chelsea's mad face and I join in.
"I HATE YOU! IT'S NOT TRUE! STOP TELLING THA EVERYONE!"
Suddenly Roxanne starts laughing too and not long after Chelsea does so too.

We calm down and silently watch him skate.
"He's cute so ye I get you girl..."
Chelsea only punches Roxanne's arm as response.
And now we're silent again.

The clicking sound of a lighter breaks the silence as Bratt lids the spliff.
He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes.
Angrily snatches Chelly the joint out of his hand.
"Oi!"
"Oi yourself Bitch! I rolled, I get the first drag!"

We laugh and Chelsea inhales the smoke deeply.
After a few more drags she passes the spliff on to me.
I do the same and reach it to Roxy.

"No sorry! I can't. I'm asthmatic..."
"That's so shit bruh!"
I glare at Bratt for his zero empathy.
"It's okay tho!"
She smiles and Bratt takes the blunt.

"Mind if I join in?"
A deep voice speaks and we all get a lil scared.
Chelsea takes a drag and passes it on to Nikita.
"Sure!"
"Nice! Thanks y'all!"
He sits down on the ground next to Chelsea.

Almost in sync waggle Bratt, Roxanne and I our eyebrows at her.
Sadly Nikita didn't see it but he did see the huge blush on her face and he gives her a smile.

At this point the sun is almost completely gone.
Beers are getting opened and bad jokes are getting told.
I quietly observe how Nikita and Chelly more and more have their own conversations.
Cute...