It's 34 fuckin' degrees out here, and me and Prince are standing in the middle of New York City. By the damn Empire State Building. With the whole damn crew.
"Maaaaan, can we go in, now?? It's cold as fuck and I'm tryna get some pussy," Ray complained.
Roc nodded. "I'm wit' Ray on that shit."
"Guys, it's only 30 seconds until the ball drops, so chill," Prince said.
Sarah huffed. "Sorry, Prince, but I'm already frozen."
I laughed. "Guys, look."
The countdown was starting. We all counted down from ten.
"10...9...8..7...6...5....4....3...2....1.... HAPPY NEW YEARS!!!!!"
Sarah ran up to Ray and kissed him hard. When she pulled back, embarrassed, Ray had fainted with a smile on his face. Roc and Prod were yelling and screaming, running into the heavy crowd. I turned to Prince, who had a huge smile on his face. We both leaned in, and his lips warmed my whole body up. I could now say that I wasn't cold anymore.
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