CB With A Twist, pt. 1: {his personality.}
"My life, my life, my life, my life in the sunshine
Everybody loves the sunshine
Sunshine, everybody loves the sunshine
Sunshine, folks get down in the sunshine
Sunshine, folks get 'round in the sunshine..."
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{July, summer of 1994, 19602 Citrus Ridge Dr. Tarzana, CA Chris Brown's LA Summer Bash}
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Ru'sset Lorraine Estella, 23
'God where is she? I really hope she didn't leave me here' I thought as I continuously sipped from my small water bottle waiting for her to hurry up.
"She told me to meet her right here and she's not even over here," I scoffed, massaging my temples.
'She could be using the bathroom...? But who sits their ass on a toilet for over twenty minutes straight like that?'
Scanning my eyes across the wild partiers, drunks, and people who were high as hell, I finally spotted my best friend Miracle, but to my dismay the bitch was fucking leaving fast as hell with some nigga wrapped around her waist!
"What the hell Mira?! Know damn well you're my only ride home!" I ranted angrily to myself while grabbing my clutch. I quickly looked up and she and the guy were long gone. I sat back down on the stool chair at the kitchen island and sighed softly covering my face.
'What am I gonna do? I don't know anybody here' I stressfully thought. I took out my Motorola StarTAC cell phone thinking about anyone that I know who I can probably call because I know Miracle's phone battery is dead.
'I just wanna go home!' I stressed in my mind.
Ugh! This is too much!
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