Lonzo and his girlfriend are hosting an international student named Perth for two months.
First, Lonzo hated the fact that his girlfriend offered an open home for a random man..But, soon enough..Lonzo catches himself falling for Perth the more he s...
Lonzo Sutton || 25 • ' Straight ' • 6'3 " But, It's a first time for everything I guess.."
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I watched Naomi walk out of the door as I just focused on finishing cooking brekfast— I've been ignoring her since last night
Damn she really left.
I have a right to be mad. 1st , she hosted an international student in my house without my permission, and now shes leaving for a job opportunity leaving me with the student that I don't like...
Call me immature but I don't give a fuck.
I put the last bit of eggs that were on the pan onto one plate— I made a big breakfast ; Pancakes, bacon, eggs, and cinnamon rolls. I noticed that Perth didn't come out of his room since he went in yesterday, so I know he didn't eat so I just made him a big plate.
I don't like the nigga but I'm not gonna let him starve.
I grabbed both of the plates and walked over to the dining table before I placed them on either side of the table. I walked back into the kitchen before I grabbed four cups and filled two with apple juice, and the other two with water. I then grab all the cups and sit them by our plates.
After I set the plates and drinks on the table, I walked upstairs and down the hall to Perth's room before I knocked. Just like the last time, it took a minute to open. But when it did I was met with a sleepy looking Perth with a big ass shirt on and tiny ass shorts—I'm talking this shirt was like a whole ass dress that I couldn't even see the shorts if he didn't stretch
" Yes? " He asked after stretching
" Breakfast is downstairs. " I said as I turned away and walked down the stairs before I sat in a seat to start eating
It took a minute until Perth came down with his computer in his hand—I just know this nigga been working
" Thank you. " He said as he sat down, cisscrossed in the chair in front of me— I just hummed in response
This nigga stay sitting cross crossed
I was halfway through my meal when I noticed that Perth hadn't even touched his plate—He was just typing away on his computer looking nerdy as ever.
" Perth. " I said making him stop typing and look at me " Eat. "
He looked away from his computer and grabbed a piece of bacon and took a bite out of it before placing it back on the plate and continued typing away.
Did this nigga not hear me?
" Perth. Eat the food on your plate. You ain't eat at all last night so I know yo ass is hungry. You ain't leaving this table until you eat. "
" Sorr- " He muttered out before I cut him off
" Stop saying sorry. Eat. "
" ..Sorry- "
" Perth. You pissin me off. Deadass. Eat. "
He got the memo because he quickly shut up and started to eat. After a good 5 minutes I got done eating my plate so I got up and took my dishes to the dishwasher before I went into the living room, sat on the couch and turned on a random movie.
Perth finally got done and took his dishes into the kitchen and inside the dishwasher. He then went back into the dining room and grabbed his computer and turned to go back upstairs making me speak up
" Perth. "
" Yes? "
" Dont go upstairs. You been up there for a minute. Stay down here for a while. "
" Okay.. " He said while walking over to the couch I was on and sat down on the other end. I looked over and saw him sitting crisscrossed with his labtop on his lap typing away on it.
" Lonzo? " He said making me sigh " What? "
" Can I go upstairs to get my glasses? Can't see without them. " He asked
I sighed and got up from the couch " Ima get em for you. " I said before I walked upstairs and into Perths room. I look around for a bit before I found his glasses. I looked around at the room before I headed out—this nigga organized as fuck.
I jogged back downstairs and handed the glasses to him before I sat back down and focused back on the TV
" Sorry, You didn't have to do that. " he spoke as he put on his glasses and went back to typing
" Stop saying sorry. And I did it cause I wanted to. "
I realized I sounded mostly mean, so even though I didn't like this nigga, I decided to ask him something. I mean if Naomi were here she'd want me to do that so ima do it. Even if I'm mad at her right now.
" Watchu working on that gotchu typing so fast like that? "
" Uh, English. It's an essay. "
" About what? "
" Sorry. It about my life, But I'm stuck. I don't know what to write about. " He said in his lil broken English accent
" Stop saying sorry. Whatchu mean you don't know what to write about? "
" Like.. I don't know. I feel like my life isn't that interesting for me to write a whole essay on it. " He explained as I hummed
" Write about how your life changed when you moved here. And say how it was before you moved here. compare the shit. "
He took a minute until he answered—probably just thinking about it, but I could tell it was from the heart " Thanks. I think I'll do that. "
" Mhm. " I said as I turned my attention back to the TV
