"Ready or not" by the fugees blasts through the house as you & your friend enter. The party is loud, lively but hella crowded & you never know how u get into these situations. Anyways u lost ur friend the second yall got into the house

u immediately find ur way to the kitchen hoping it's somewhat empty with drinks , "Cute" u think before rolling your eyes and grabbing the bottle of casamigos, smelling it and making a face before pouring it into a solo cup and leaning on the opposite side of the island closer to the fridge as u watch the party through the kitchen entrance.

after fifteen minutes of standing there u get tired and grab ur stuff to walk somewhere else before getting interrupted by voices walking into the kitchen

"Yea but I told that bitc-"

the black haired 6'0 something girl says to her friends before her eyes land on you a smile on her face that shows all her 32 but most importantly the gold bottom grills on her teeth matching her Rolex

"You being a wallflower ma?"

She asks, her lean frame standing over you as her friends just watch you with judging looks, she was damn fine but hell if it didn’t scare you and turn you on