AFTER HOURS

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𝘽𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙚 𝙉𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝘼𝙡𝙞
𝙻𝙾𝚂 𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴𝙻𝙴𝚂, 𝙲𝙰

"No matter what yo' friends try to tell you! We were made to fall in love and we will be together, any kind of weather! It's like that, it's like that!" Syian sang loudly and I just stared at him.

It's way too early.

"Could you just be a little quiet?"

"You don't like my singing?" He made a face. "Well good morning to you too. Damn."

"It's very early and you're being loud."

"I'm in a good mood."

"Get in a bad one." I stared at him blinking slowly.

"You real grumpy today. You should be happy, especially since they been talking about the event and all you've been receiving is good feedback."

"How good?"

"Good enough for you to have another event like that." He shrugged his shoulders.

"Mhm.." I went into the fridge and grabbed some cranberry juice and some orange juice out before pouring both into a glass.

"That's nasty."

"You're nasty."

"I'm disgusting." He shrugged his shoulders. "You know this already, this ain't nothing new."

"You really need some help. Are you hungry?"

"Yeah, but I don't feel like cooking for real I'm probably just gone order something."

"Want me to cook?"

"I'm good, thank you."

"You sure?" I asked. "I can cook, ordering out is just wasting money."

"No thank you baby, might burn the house down."

bitch.

"No I won't." I rolled my eyes walking over to him. "Have you seen my house shoes?"

"Which ones?"

"The ones you got me for Valentine's day last year, I wear them all the time they're pink and really fluffy, kind of like the UGG ones but more comfortable."

"I ain't seen 'em, they might be under the bed."

Nodding, I walked into the bedroom and went to look under the bed, pushing random shoeboxes away before furrowing my eyebrows at a Journeys box, mainly because I don't get shoes from there.

I grabbed the box and pulled it out, opening the box up. I furrowed my eyebrows when I saw the gun and it obviously wasn't mine.

I picked up the gun and made my way into the living room where Syian was and he looked away from the TV. "You found the shoes?"

"You got a gun in my house?"

"Our house and what gun?"

"Stop acting fucking stupid Syian, you got a gun in my house." I dropped it on the table and he flinched. "What the fuck are you flinching for?!"

maybe he is a bitch.

"You dropped the gun what if the shit would've went off?"

"Let's hope it would've shot you in the fucking chest, why the fuck do you have a gun in my house Syian?!"

"For protection, what else would it be for Brionne?"

"Get out."

"Get out for what?"