" Dick pic. Delete. Dick pic. Delete. Dick pic. Dick pic. Delete. Delete. Dick pic. Huh, it kinda looks like the statue of liberty. Delete. Dick pic. Delete. Tit pick. I shall save that one.
Girl nudes. Let's just save a few of those, shall we? Since I am very horny. And I'm talking to myself. Good job Zoey get yourself committed to a mental hospital ya horny bitch."
Zoey had been scrolling through her new phone and as Marvin warned.
There were several nude pics. And she admittedly was turned on by some of them.
But overall Zoey was pleased on getting a free phone. But what she was really excited about was making it her own.
What? She's a tech nerd. Did you really expect her to not do anything to it? C'mon.
Zoey decided to take a slow walk/jog to Noah's apartment. To cool off, plus she needed to stop by the store.
But one thing she forgot was the insane amount of catcalls she got on her outfit at school. Now, she was out in the city. Which was the perfect place for pervs to strike.
Things ranging from wolf whistles to literally blocking her path to ask for her number.
Zoey was this close. Imagine two fingers just atoms apart. To ending up in jail for assault.
But she just had Sky play a song in her head to distract her from the constant harassment. Zoey knew how great her ass was, she didn't need other people to tell her how juicy it was.
Zoey waited as the constant laughing from drunks and the sounds of the city mixed in together. Then the lyrics drowned everything out.
'Fuck you mean you need it
He said he needs it or he'll die
Touching on my inner thigh
Dirty seedy kinda guy
His castration would be nice
And I'm just cruising on my bike
Summertime, my T-shirt tight'
"*HA* Nice choice little one. Nice choice. Love Ashnikko and Kodie Shane." Zoey chuckled a bit and started to hum along.
He say I'm the type he like
Like I'm a biscuit he could bite
I can't even wear my skin
Without them asking where I've been
Without them asking for a spin
This is not an invitation
This is not an invitation
Fuck you mean you need it?
Fuck you mean you RSVPed?
I don't need a reason
This is not an invitation
Fuck you mean you need it?
Fuck you mean you need it?'
She stopped at the store and grabbed some ingredients for her meal. Meat, veggies, potatoes, and the like. She put the bags in her storage when she was alone and continued her journey.
'I could be lickin' on a lolly
Dolled up like a dolly
Short skirt lil hottie
Don't you comment on my body
Put a jiggle in my titties
I can giggle like 'em silly
Call me prudish call me bitchy
Knock you out without a semi
I can't even wear my skin
Without them asking where I've been
Without them asking for a spin
This is not an invitation
This is not an invitation
Fuck you mean you need it?
Fuck you mean you RSVPed?
I don't need a reason
This is not an invitation
Fuck you mean you need it?
Fuck you mean you need it?
This is not an invitation
She like to talk a lot, when I pull up, can't say shit
I don't want that girl because she can't be patient
Come with me right now we about to switch locations
So fuck with me you need it
I ain't fucking with these boys I got my reasons
Diamonds on me just like lights they change the seasons
I think you gotta do way more if you wanna please me
Diamonds look like water on my girl it look like Fiji
Diamonds freeze me now forever diamonds 3D
She can see me VVS just like the TV just me and AZ
You know it's not debating, you can't replace me
This is not an invitation
Fuck you mean you need it?
Fuck you mean you RSVPed?
I don't need a reason
This is not an invitation
Fuck you mean you need it?
Fuck you mean you need it?'
Zoey made extraordinary time as she arrived at Noah's apartment just as the song finished. She walked up the stairs to Noah's place and once she was at his door. She took out her bags of groceries and held them in her hand.
She then took out the spare key Noah gave her and unlocked the door.
Immediately she heard music roaring in the apartment and two voices giggling/singing along.
"Yeah, when I grow up *pfft* you know what I wanna be? Take a seat lemme tell you my ridiculous dream. I wanna *heh* rap.
I wanna rap, yeah, I know it's hard to believe
And I can tell you're already thinkin' I will never succeed."
A female voice continued the song, " *Heh* I suck at this, *pfft* okay. But I'm okay with I admit the lyrics are weak.
I been workin' on 'em, I'll be good eventually.
I understand you gotta crawl before you get to your feet."
They both sang at the same time.
"But I been running for a while, they ain't ready for me, AHHH!"
"But I been running for a while, they ain't ready for me, AHHH!"
Zoey stepped into the house closing the door silently.
She took off her shoes at the front door and treaded as lightly as possible to remain unseen.
She had a sneaking suspicion who the woman was. Making the corners of her lips pull towards the sky.
Then her suspicions were no more, once she entered the kitchen. There she saw Noah and Angela sitting at the kitchen island eating little chocolates.
Angela had her hair tied up in a messy bun. While Noah had his bangs tied out if his face with a rubber band. He had on a big lemon-colored sweater and some navy blue shorts.
Both were also holding glasses filled with peach wine coolers. While the bottle was half empty.
Zoey had snuck up on them and while they were giggling she piped up. "Hey, c'mon. NF is already underrated he doesn't need to have his songs massacred like this."
They both jumped. Angela choked on her drink while Noah hiccuped.
They both turned towards Zoey and immediately their faces lit up.
Angela clutched her chest dramatically and grunted, " Well, damn ninja! Are you trying to kill me?!"
Zoey laughed a bit and Angela giggled.
"You had it coming. You guys were having fun without me. "
"What fun? All we were doing is singing badly. Stuffing ourselves with chocolate and booze and dancing like idiots.
All you've really missed is Angela doing the running man wrong." Noah scoffed.
"No I didn't! I killed it! " Angela retorted loudly.
"If you mean killed, as in absolutely butchering then-. Ok, I'm sorry. But Zoey, what. The fuck. Are you wearing?" Noah started staring her up and down.
Angela finally took in Zoey's outfit and gasped.
"Well hello! Don't you look sexy as hell! *Rrrr*"
Angela rolled her tongue at the end of her purrs.
Zoey was silent and then looked at Noah.
"What the hell have you been drinking? Or... smoking?"
"Nothin'. We've just been drinking the wine coolers Angela brought. The girl can't hold her own damn liquor. Even when this stuff mostly juice."
Angela glared at him and he just stuck his tongue out at her.
"Ooh! Serve some up for me!"
Zoey reached for the bottle on the island and quickly snatched it up.
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no!"
"Nah, nah, nah, nah! Drop it! Bad girl, drop it!"
Angela took the bottle from Zoey's hand.
"Oh, what? C'mon!" Zoey groaned and stomped her foot.
"Oh, no, no, no. You are not of age yet so no booze for you." Angela scolded.
"Come on! It's just us!"
"And prison is just a place." Angela giggled.
"And age is just a number." Noah chimed in.
"And murder is just a-." Angela was interrupted.
" Okay! Okay! I get it.
Can you at least stop while your ahead? It's impossible to hang out with drink friends while you're sober. Unless you're driving." Zoey groaned.
"*Sigh* Fine." Angela sighed.
They both slowly turned their heads to Noah.
He stirred his glass without a care, until he met the eyes of the two women.
"What?"
Zoey crossed her arms and Angela tilted her head.
His lips trembled, finally, he relented.
"*Ugh* Okay, fine, " he groaned.
He looked back at the glass and quickly swallowed it down.
"*Ahhh* Starting now."
Zoey and Angela looked ready to throttle him. But instead, their cheeks filled with air and they let out an identical.
"*Pfft*"
They let out small giggles and tears emerged in the corners of their eyes.
After a few minutes of nonstop giggling from all three.
Zoey wiped the saline from her eyes and cleared her throat.
"*Ahem* Okay. *Hah* Let's get into it!
I'm gonna start cooking. You guys should pick out a movie or something. Might sober ONE OF YOU up."
Both Noah and Zoey slowly turned to Angela.
Angela looked to both of them.
"What!? I am not that drunk!
Why am I drunk when I said that Zoey was sexy!?
She's SEXY! A hot ass bitch! What, you don't agree with me, Noah?"
Noah's eyes widened a bit and he cleared his throat. "*Ahem* Okay, while I am attracted to men. I will admit she is beautiful.
Some gay men might say she looks fine. But she is also my best friend.
So I won't say she looks sexy. I'll say she looks beautiful and badass and stylish.
Because that's what she's trying to reach and she DEFINITELY reached it. The outfit just happened to intensify her already stunning curves.
I will only say she's sexy if that's what she's going for. So a nice medium is the word 'beautiful'.
It's not like there's nothing wrong with it, calling a friend sexy. It's just not my style. I just do it privately and/or when Zoey wants it or when she's not listening.
You, however, are a dignified rich woman. Or do you not remember how you 'got to know me' in the car?
You're quite serious by nature. You don't even notice it. But after a few drinks, you're cussing, quite loud, and quite pink.
So it's only right to assume you're drunk. As the only factor that's different from talking to you before is the alcohol."
Noah finished while leaning into his palm, studying his nails on his other hand, and a cheeky smirk.
Angela's lips scrunched up in frustration and her face turned even more rosy in color.
She huffed and grabbed Noah by the back of his shirt collar.
"Let's just pick out a damn movie already. You cocky little, " she grumbled.
She dragged Noah to the couch and sat him down.
" Play nice you two!" Zoey chuckled and began cooking.
...
Zoey cooked a huge course of food.
Burgers, fries, pizza, fried chicken~
Almost everything you could ever think of. (A/N Because I'm too lazy to list them all)
Zoey wiped the sweat off her forehead and picked up a few plates of food.
Once she got to the couch she was hounded by bickering.
"An action movie! We need a heart-racing adrenaline-inducing action movie! With shoot outs and swords and beatings!"
"No! There's always some broody sappy shit in this stuff! We need a pee your pants comedy that'll make the soda burst out of our nose!"
Zoey looked back and forth as Angela argued for a comedy and Noah an action.
After a few minutes of this, Zoey let out an exasperated sigh.
She set the plates down on the table and raised her fists up high.
" Knock it off!"
*Thunk Smack*
The two held their heads as they whimpered. You almost could see steam rising from their heads.
"Help me with the food or it'll get cold!
And since you two can't pick a movie. I will!"
The two grumbled and poured and trotted to the kitchen while stroking their throbbing heads.
Once they came back, they saw that Zoey had a movie cued up and ready to play.
They sat down and had begun to chew loudly.
"So what're we watching?" Noah asked with full cheeks.
Zoey took off her vest and stuffed a burger in her mouth. She began to chew loudly and sink into the soft couch. She pressed play on the movie and just sighed in relief.
The two looked at her, then to each other, and shrugged.
Then they followed Zoey's footsteps and stuffed some food into their mouths as well whilst gawking at the tv.
'Eh. Doesn't really matter to me.'
'Eh. Doesn't really matter to me.'
The two shrugged to themselves and got real comfortable.
And soon the minutes turned into stress-melting hours.