ski grabbed a bottle of hennessy and drunk it with ease. he was no lightweight and could drink that stuff like it was water
he relaxed after taking a swig of the strong alcoholic beverage, and he started to think. what made him message doja?
was it because she was extremely attractive or he merely just wanted a new friend? he couldn't quite put his finger on it
ski pulled out his phone and opened the uber app, he didn't drive here and his friends weren't really in the state to drive
as he waited for his uber he scrolled through doja's instagram, he clicked on a photo of her in the car
he smiled slightly at the photo before liking it and closing out of the app, he saw that his uber was here and he stood up from the couch he was sitting on
he told his friends goodbye and walked out to his uber
he got in and the driver pulled off
about 30 minutes later he arrived at his penthouse, unlike x he didn't want a house. he thought it was too much space for only one person
ski walked into his penthouse and walked straight to his bedroom. not even bothering to change clothes, he got under his covers and dozed off to sleep
NEXT DAY
out of the two, doja was the first to wake up. which surprised her because she normally woke up around 1 pm. however she wasn't happy about waking up earlier than usual
doja was not a morning person and hated waking up earlier than she needed to
she got up from her bed and walked out of her room and downstairs to where her kitchen was, she brewed herself a cup of coffee and sighed
"i hate mornings almost as much as i hate the music industry" she mumbled to herself while drinking her freshly brewed coffee
it had vanilla creamer and sugar in it, she drunk this in hopes to wake her up
it worked to an extent because about 30 minutes after drinking it she was right back to being tired
"fuck this" she mumbled before turning her living room tv off and walking back upstairs to her bedroom where she bellyflopped onto her bed
she looked at her phone and noticed it was now 11
"i wonder if ski is up- wait why am i thinking about him?" she asked herself before shrugging and opening instagram
she sent him a simple good morning and then grabbed her macbook and started playing sims 4
she sighed as she remembered she had a club appearance tonight "i hate being famous, it's so much work" she said thinking out loud
doja saw a notification from instagram shoot across her screen and she grabbed her phone and looked at it to see it was from ski
dms
"Stokeley"
11: 15 am
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