"un cafe con hielo, por favor." i asked as the small coffee shop.
i handed her the money and she gave me the change. i sat down at a table and waited for my coffee.
i dialed jack for the billionth time this night.
"i'm sorry, but the per-"
"fuck you, voicemail person." i muttered.
"un cafe de hielo!" the girl called out.
i quickly grabbed it and gave her a tip.
i walked out and climbed into the van.
i looked around for a sign of jack. i swear, i've searched the whole city of bogota.
after what seemed like hours, but were actually like 20 minutes, i decided that he was high and drunk and fell in a hole.
i really didn't care anymore for that i was daydreaming of my bed.
i drove back to the house as my eyes were dropping every now and then.
i walked in the back door of the house and walked upstairs.
i decided to check jack's room to see if he came back.
i opened his door and flicked the light switch on.
he wasn't in his bed, nor his desk, nor his bathroom.
i sighed and rubbed my head.
my eyes narrowed towards jack's bed.
it looked so comfortable.
"well, jack maybe not be coming home until morning, so i can take a long nap there."
i took my hair out of its bun and layed down, pulling the covers to my neck.
his pillow had the aroma of his cologne.
my eyes fluttered shut and i instantly fell asleep.
lucky bish-ass zee. i wanna sleep in weed jesus' bed. i praise him more than you do, bissshh!! jkjkjkjk ilysm zee!!
anywhoosies, byee.

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˗ˏˋcolombiaˎˊ˗ [book #1] [under construction]
Fanfiction• ¬ she wanted cocaine and marijuana. • ¬ so she went to colombia. x lowercase intended. ©. westcoust