(Los Santos Series #1 || When Ray Mond graduated college, she decided to follow her brother to another city named Los Santos after the divorce of their parents and the death of their mother. And the moment Ray stepped foot in Los Santos, she became...
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Randy
The next day...
I cursed to myself, struggling to lock pick Ray's door. "Finally!" I exhaled sharply as I sneaked my way inside her apartment.
Funny how I just woke up today and found myself trespassing Ray's apartment because I needed to see her before I could start my day.
I looked around her apartment, diminishing the dull interior as my eyes were looking for her. My brows raised hearing a faint snore from inside her room. Stealthily, I unlocked her room with my lockpick and opened the door. I pursed my lips to suppress a smile as I watched her sleeping peacefully. Who would have thought that this peaceful, tiny woman could start chaos once she woke up? Shaking my head in disbelief, I closed the door and went to the kitchen.
I don't normally cook for someone, hell, I don't even fucking cook for myself but here I am, standing in front of her empty fucking fridge. "What the fuck am I doing?" I sighed to myself as I pulled my phone from my pocket. Scrolling through my phone, I decided to ignore everyone's message since I knew what they wanted—they just wanted my help. I just shook my head and dialed Karina's number.
"What's up, Randall?" she answered.
"Yo! Are you busy?" I quietly asked.
"No, I'm not. What's up?" I heard some rustling from her end.
"I need a favor to ask." I let out a nervous laugh as I looked at Ray's room. "Could you buy something I could cook?" I murmured and facepalmed in embarrassment. "You know what? Never mind that. Fuck this shit."
I heard Karina laughing from the other line, making my ears heat up. Goddamn, it! "Randall? Are you good?"
"Yeah." I coughed.
"What do you want me to buy and where should I drop it?" she asked, then I heard her starting the engine of her car.
"I don't fucking know!" I let out a sigh of frustration. "Drop it here in the Tier 1 apartment. Room 508," I said.
"Alright. I'll be there in a few."
"Thanks, Karina. I owe you one," I just said before I ended the call.
I walked towards the empty living room and sat on the couch as I glanced at Ray's room. I looked at the time on my phone, it was already afternoon but she hadn't woken up yet. Maybe this is good because, then, I don't have to explain why I trespassed on her apartment yet again. I don't know why I did this, it was just as if something was pulling me into this fucking apartment every time I reach the 5th level.
I ran my fingers through my hair in frustration and decided to open the unread messages. "The fuck?" I scowled when I saw Violet's 10 messages for me. Damn! This chick is possessive. I let out a sigh as I deleted her messages to me. Fuck that, I ain't going to deal with that shit. I was about to read more messages when I heard a knock on the door. That was quick.
