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[Silas 👆🏾]
Silas POV
My mom wouldn't let me go. We arrived on campus early and my parents helped me bring everything inside. It was officially time for my parents to go back home, but my mom is literally squeezing the life out of me. Whenever I initiated that the hug is over, she squeezes even harder.At the same time , my roommate was putting his stuff in his drawer. Me, on the other hand, placed my suitcase in the corner. My parents only helped me make my bed, get my desks organized, hooked up my fridge, and organized a bunch of snacks for me in there.
"Alright bye son. Call us if you need anything and make sure not to fuck up as much."
Looking at my dad I made sure to respond with the same level of attitude.
"Don't worry, I'll try to only do little fuck ups"
"Now that's my boy! Kill it out there as a fellow seahawk!"
My dad could be a weird one sometimes.
With that being said, I happily escorted my parents out of the residence hall and made my way back to my room.
Room 228B. On the door the RA places me and my roommates name tags on it. My roommate, Ace, seemed pretty cool. However the catch is that I only knew him for about 2 minutes.
"Hey man, your parents left?"
Turning around to face him I made sure to answer his question. Ace was slightly taller than I was. He has an accent and I'm pretty sure he's Australian, but I have yet to confirm it since I haven't asked him yet.
Opening my suitcase, I began organizing my stuff. I placed my paint brushes on my desk and all my clothes in the drawer.
"Hey Ace do you mind if I put some music on?"
Looking away from his phone he said, "As long as it's good music I don't mind"
"Hopefully you like some Lauryn Hill"
Connecting my beats pill, I zoned into the wonderful music that was made in the 90s.
🎵You're just too good to be true
I can't take my eyes off you
You'd be like heaven to touch
I wanna hold you so much
At long last love has arrived
And I thank God I'm alive
You're just too good to be true
Can't take my eyes off you
Pardon the way that I stare
There's nothing else to compare
The sight of you leaves me weak
There are no words left to speak
But if you feel like I feel
Please let me know that is real
You're just too good to be true
I can't take my eyes off you 🎵
Lauryn Hill
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Can't Take My Eyes Off of You90s music is not like music today. It's way better. I mean there was music from Aaliyah, Mary J Blige, Missy Elliott, Lauryn Hill, 2Pac, and Alicia Keys. Now a days it's all about pussy. I mean I won't lie, sex is great. But with the wrong person, you can catch something. Plus, as girly as this might seem, a girlfriend would be nice.
If my my father heard me now, he'll probably make fun of me.
But who made it a rule that a guy can't get in touch with their emotions? We can't always be stoic and emotionless. I'm not saying that I cry all the time, but there's nothing wrong with talking to the homie and telling him that he did something that hurt your feelings.
"Hey Silas, you want to go to the canteen and get some dinner?"
Agreeing with him, I made my way to the canteen with Ace. I looked online and it seemed liked they were serving a special dinner tonight.
Steak with a side of macaroni and cheese. For desert we have the option of ice cream, cake, or even a bunch of different types of cookies.
At least I know that when I'm experiencing those days of being in a slump, I can come and make my stomach happy.
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Foreigners of Love
Non-Fiction7 people. All different from one another. None of them are friends with each other. Neither of them are related to each other. So how did the aspect of love come up out of all things?