Drunk post 9. Iambeagle said I'm sweeta than a swisha...i flove her and her drunk ass. ;)
Chapter 33
Ending the kiss as the song does, we both smile and look over our shoulders to find most of the men at the party with their mouths gaping open.
All of a sudden they start clapping; we laugh and take a bow.
Rose grabs my hand and together we walk into the kitchen to grab another shot.
"Hey, you wanna smoke real quick?" I ask, brushing my hand down her arm.
"Fuck yeah, let's go," she replies, once again taking my hand and leading me into my bedroom.
Leaving the door open, I roll a joint and light it up.
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