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Milo and Kassandra laid comfortably, high, filled with straight euphoria. The room was dark, and the tv played quietly in the back. Kassandra took a sip of her cold drink, placing the cup right back on the dressing table.
"I'm fucking bored." Kassandra spoke, letting out a drawn out exhale. She fiddled with the tips of her blonde braids, looking up at Milo lazily. "Well damn bitch, fuck you wanna do?" Milo questioned, folding her arms and looking ahead of her.
Kassandra suddenly had a lust for adventure. A spontaneous trip. This all was random, yet she wanted it all to happen right then and there. Whatever it was, it didn't at all matter, as long as she was out, exploring and enjoying the night.
Kassandra sighed, shrugging her shoulders. "Well, there's a party that's post to start at 12. We can go there if you want." Adjusting in her seat, leaning forward, Milo spoke. "Where's all this coming from? Why so sudden?"
Kassandra shrugged, still fiddling with her hair. Milo nodded sitting back in exhaustion. "Cool, imma go take a shower then. Go to yo house, then come back and meet me."
Kassandra grinned, getting up and leaving Milo alone to take a shower. She paused. "Wait, what you finna wear?" she asked. "Bitch, I'll figure that out when I get out of the shower. Go home."
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Milo heard a knock on her door, quickly stopping to run and answer it. "Bitch open the fuck up." Kassandra yelled. "I'm fucking coming, wait." Milo sped up, opening the door to greet her best friend. Milo analysed her outfit, head to toe.
Kassandra wore a sheer pink top, teasing the sight of her breast. She paired it with a short pink distressed jean skirt and white airforces. Her hair laid in a side part, the blonde complimenting the pink outfit.
"Girl, you look the fuck good." Milo complimented. Kassandra smiled, returning back a flattering statement. Milo wore a matte black leather jumpsuit, long sleeved the centre zipped down slightly, her cleavage exposed.
Her black forces were new. She ran and grabbed her handbag that laid on her bed with her essentials within it. Kassandra grabbed Milo's hand, both of them tip toeing out of the house, making it out successfully.
