A Spaniard boy by the name of Rain comes to the city of New York where he finds someone who impacts his life for better and for worse. While he changes mentally and physically, he strives to rise above the conflict that comes his way heavily. He fin...
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It's around 1 and guess what I was doing. My fat ass in the kitchen making a entire meal that feeds seven people. I was in the mood for buffalo wings, shrimp Alfredo, and patatas bravas, which is basically square cut fried potatoes topped with a salsa brava. But I add my own little twist in it with different spices and syrups. Then for dessert, cause having a meal wasn't enough, I'm making these filled churros with frozen candy and cookie ice cream cups. All credit goes to Key's mom for telling me about it.
My papa was downstairs sleep so it was all cool for Messiah to come well if he ever gets here. Our house has three floors, the basement which looks like a house by itself with the way my dad decorated it, the second level where I'm at, and upstairs which is all left to me. Basically my own apartment up there.
I was finishing up making the fillings for my churros when I heard my phone ding cutting off the music I was playing lowly. I looked at the phone and saw it was Messiah texting me. I made a stank face at how late he meant he was coming.
Damn near 2.
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I ran to the door opening it as I saw he had a bag, guess he was sleeping over. He walked in putting down his stuff before he wrapped his arms around me hugging me as I breathed in his cologne. He smells like oak trees and just richness.
