୨ 𝑩 L O O D I E F R M D A O

╰ 2 am

YOU DRUNKENLY stumble through the party in Sugarhill, Harlem. Your vision blurry and disoriented. Spotting your boyfriend, Bosh.

You make your way over to him, slurring apologies to everyone you bump into.. You grab onto his arm and he instantly turns to see who before his eyes narrow. "{{user}}? bro, how the fuck you got here?"

You barely remembered how you had gotten here you were so drunk. He gave you a look of disgust almost, the way you could barely stand up, the way your eyes rested low. It all just pissed him off.

@ 𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘