I began looking for my phone to check the time, my heart began beating the moment i didnt feel it beside me.
"Shit where's my phone" i mumbled under my breath.
I was getting sick and tired of living in this busted ass apartment, life definatley took a turn in a year.
I went from living in the tallest storey mansion in Harlem to the smallest filthy appartment in crenshaw
I finally realised i must of left my phone back at the bar.
"Ugh" i whispered
I opened my suitcase hoping to find my backup phone.. i just needed to make sure isaac and Troy were both okay. Just for the sake of this anxiety that came out of nowhere.
'Bingo" i muttered as soon as i pulled it out.
I waited for it to turn, dumbass was taking its sweet time
"Whats the bar tenders name again" i mumbled under my breath as i snapped my fingers repeatedly
"Nicki.. thats right" i said
The phone had finally turned on, i already knew cassies number off by heart.. maybe today was finally the day for me to get my shit together and do something productive.
There was a loud knock on the door.
I havent had a single visitor in quite a long while.
"Mr.j your damn kitten aint in here" i yelled, this wasnt the first time i had the crazy old man standing outside my door asking if his cat was in my appartment
They knocked again
This time i stood up and flung the door open "I Said your cat-"
Before i finished my sentance i realised it wasnt mr.j it was June
He looked different, more mature, different a slight hippie look.. i couldn't put my finger around it
"June??" I asked
"David!" He yelled hugging me tight and dapping my back.
"Dont do that, thats gay" i laughed trying to push him off me.
We both just stared at eachothet not sure about what to say next
"Come, come sit down" i told him quickly pushing all the newspappers and dust of the couch, i closed the door behind him and sat on the opposite chair.
