Book 2 of Addiction Series: In Sweet Addictions, Karma Iñigo has a bestfriend named Maryland Mascotte.
When Maryland applied for a job at Braune Incorporations in Germany, she didn't expect the boss to be Orlyndo's twin brother. Maryland decided to...
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I became annoyed at the way Karma was chopping on sugar cookies in my ear, "Will you please..."
"Oh, I'm sorry" Karma giggled and left the room
Letting out a sigh, I was expecting him to curse up a storm, yell at me, shout out my consequences- he didn't. Which honestly, somehow or someway, frightens me because it's unlike him.
I bit my bottom lip, "I should be apologizing. I didn't mean to make you mad or anything"
"Feeling's mutual" Ahren stated, "Especially putting my hands on you, that wasn't an intention of mine"
"I understand" I mumbled, peeking over at the bedroom door to see Karma waving goodbye. I waved back
"Go over to her apartment because Karma's on her way here" I heard Orlyndo say, "It's Bake-A-Cake Tuesday"
"What the hell is that?"
"We make a cake to see which one is better, but end up eating both of them regardless"
I slightly smiled at their mini conversation. They talked back and forth, probably forgetting that I'm on the line listening. I picked underneath my nails and poked my pudgy sides.
"Maryland"
I moved my side fat up and down whilst making weird noises.
"Babe"
My eyes widened, "Huh? Hello?"
Ahren chuckled, "Is it okay if I come over?" He questioned
"Sure, of course" I responded, watching my curls come in front of my view
Ending the call, I let out a deep breath as I looked at what I had on. Baggy navy blue sweatpants, oversized crop top, rainbow socks, and my hair was a complete mess. My elbows were ashy and my eyes had crust in them due to me falling asleep when I came home.
Ugh! I'm ugly!
"Okay. I have" I thought while counting with my fingers, "Twenty-ish minutes? Alright, so that means I find some leggings and a different top that's stainless, fix my hair, wash my face, then BOOM! I'm gucci"
Rushing over to my dresser, I looked through the drawers to find a pair of grey leggings and my Bernie Mac t-shirt. I stripped from my current house clothes and put on the others, struggling to get my ass in the pants.
I tripped over my own foot, letting out an, "Oof"
I got up, my palm caressing my forehead. I walked to the bathroom, fixed my hair a little bit, then grabbed my washcloth to wash my face.
"Ew- yeah, right there" I scrubbed my chin
Giving my reflection a creepy smile, I put my cloth on the rack. I lifted my shirt up and pulled my leggings down, sitting on the toilet to urinate.
