You and your boyfriend were supposed to hang out and have a movie night. You opened the front door, and the smell of the weed smacked you in the face.

You walked inside, to see your boyfriend, Zyaire. High, and drunk. There was a bottle of whiskey on his table while a blunt was in his hand.

You sighed. Placed your bag down and walked towards him, he looked up at you and smiled. ”Mami, yo ass looks good af. Sit yo pretty ass down.” He took your hand and pulled you down next to him.