Post by Deleted on Nov 11, 2020 12:52:44 GMT -5
Do you wear make up to a sleepover or what?
I was sitting in front of my vanity, staring at myself donning my unicorn onesie, plain faced with my hair in a messy bun. I wasn't sure why I was so nervous...its not like I was putting myself out there and inviting virtually complete strangers in my home for the sake of having some friends...
Oh wait...
It's like 7th grade all over again...
Jeffree was standing over me, face slathered in a mask that no doubt cost more than my first car, brushing his hair with an equally expensive hair brush. He bumped my shoulder with his hip and I dramatically threw myself out of my vanity chair to the floor...
Watch where you're throwing that thing! I almost knocked my teeth out!
We both laughed and I got back up off the floor...
Seriously though...I'm kinda out of my element here...the fuck am I supposed to do? The last time I had a sleepover, I invited all the girls in my grade...not only did they not show up, but they egged my house later that night...
Ophelia...have you ever been an age where your life wasn't a complete and utter travesty of suffering and pain?
I mean....my birthday is in January...so we'll see?
He chuckled and shook his head at me...
It will be fine, babe...30 year old people are different than 12 year old bitches...
Yeah...just older and wrinklier bitches...
Thats the spirit!
Jeffree and I had spent the afternoon decorating and putting together a playlist for the evening...we Postmated a plethora of snacks and edibles, drinks of the non alcoholic variety, and so much half off Halloween candy, it makes you sick to look at...
I hadn't had a sleepover in years...at least not of the platonic sort and I was nervous that Jeffree and I would be getting high alone and eating everything as per usual...well I would be since Jeffree has hired a trainer that thinks he need to diet...the thought itself made me roll my eyes...
Suddenly, the doorbell rang through the house and we looked quickly at eachother...I took a steadying deep breath and stood up. Jeffree pinched my cheeks and scrunched his nose up at me...I heard heavy footsteps moving quickly past the door and suddenly remembered Mohave taking up residence with Jeffree and I...
I ran to the bedroom door and yelled after him..
Mo!! Chill!!! They're are going to be people hopefully ringing that bell all night!
He stopped and turned to look at me, wearing loose fitting tighty whiteies, his black ponytail sticking to his sweaty neck...
Why are you so sweaty?
I was exercising...
Exercising probably meant crankin it, but I shook that thought off and started down the stairs towards the door...
I grabbed ahold of the handle, silently praying a flaming bag of dogshit wasn't on the other side of it...
I was sitting in front of my vanity, staring at myself donning my unicorn onesie, plain faced with my hair in a messy bun. I wasn't sure why I was so nervous...its not like I was putting myself out there and inviting virtually complete strangers in my home for the sake of having some friends...
Oh wait...
It's like 7th grade all over again...
Jeffree was standing over me, face slathered in a mask that no doubt cost more than my first car, brushing his hair with an equally expensive hair brush. He bumped my shoulder with his hip and I dramatically threw myself out of my vanity chair to the floor...
Watch where you're throwing that thing! I almost knocked my teeth out!
We both laughed and I got back up off the floor...
Seriously though...I'm kinda out of my element here...the fuck am I supposed to do? The last time I had a sleepover, I invited all the girls in my grade...not only did they not show up, but they egged my house later that night...
Ophelia...have you ever been an age where your life wasn't a complete and utter travesty of suffering and pain?
I mean....my birthday is in January...so we'll see?
He chuckled and shook his head at me...
It will be fine, babe...30 year old people are different than 12 year old bitches...
Yeah...just older and wrinklier bitches...
Thats the spirit!
Jeffree and I had spent the afternoon decorating and putting together a playlist for the evening...we Postmated a plethora of snacks and edibles, drinks of the non alcoholic variety, and so much half off Halloween candy, it makes you sick to look at...
I hadn't had a sleepover in years...at least not of the platonic sort and I was nervous that Jeffree and I would be getting high alone and eating everything as per usual...well I would be since Jeffree has hired a trainer that thinks he need to diet...the thought itself made me roll my eyes...
Suddenly, the doorbell rang through the house and we looked quickly at eachother...I took a steadying deep breath and stood up. Jeffree pinched my cheeks and scrunched his nose up at me...I heard heavy footsteps moving quickly past the door and suddenly remembered Mohave taking up residence with Jeffree and I...
I ran to the bedroom door and yelled after him..
Mo!! Chill!!! They're are going to be people hopefully ringing that bell all night!
He stopped and turned to look at me, wearing loose fitting tighty whiteies, his black ponytail sticking to his sweaty neck...
Why are you so sweaty?
I was exercising...
Exercising probably meant crankin it, but I shook that thought off and started down the stairs towards the door...
I grabbed ahold of the handle, silently praying a flaming bag of dogshit wasn't on the other side of it...