"So please don't make me pay for blood, sex, and booze!" I continued to write a new song, feeling a bit antsy to get this song done.

"Hey there, baby, whatcha writing?" Tré asked as he wrapped his arms around me.

"Just some songs," I say as I close my journal, and grab my book I'm currently writing.

"Are we sure? Looks like you're about to start working on your book," Tré chuckled as Mike walked in.

"Oooohhhhh, is Billie a song writer and a book writer?" Mike asked as he took a seat on my bed.

"Oh, God why are all of you in my bedroom now?" I groaned, as my cat walked in. Then my dog following after.

"Awww, look at this cutie!" Tré exclaimed as he let go of me and sat down on the ground to give my cat lovings.

I chuckled as I continued to work on my book, our chatter a bit light.

"Did you see that one guy at the store today?" Mike asked.

"Dude, there were tons of guys, be more specific," i rolled my eyes.

"The kinda tall guy (fr I wish I was kinda tall) with pink and blue fluffy hair. He had some-"

I cut Mike off, "you mean Lee? Our fucking cashier?"

"Yes!"

"Obviously I saw him, he was our cashier," i point out as I finish writing a chapter of my book, taking a break.

"But, did you see him? His cuteness?" Mike asked.

"Bitch, I wasn't paying attention." I get up, and plop onto my bed next to Mike.

"But yet you saw him," Mike put on a mocking tone.

Meanwhile, Tré was taking pictures of my cat.

"Tré, out the camera down, let's have a normal conversation!" I screamed I to my bed.

"Ugh, fine! But, y'know we can't have normal conversations!" Tré put the camera on my desk, before taking a seat there.

Silence filled the room.

"Ok, the fuck is this nonsense, I say something and y'all stop talking, even the dog stopped barking," Tré moaned. (NOT IN THE INAPPROPRIATE WAY, YOU LIL GAY CRABS)

"Wait, my dog stopped barking?" I stand up. "Fucking shit"

I leave my bedroom, running down the stairs. This stupid dog stops barking when his favourite person is over. Not me, sadly. I open the door.

"Hello!" She exclaimed in excitement as my dog came barreling at her.

"Sorry 80, she's a bit excited." I joke, as I let Adrienne in.

"Don't worry about it! I'm starting to think she's gonna be my dog!" 80 chuckled as she grabbed a beer from my fridge. "Where's that cat?"

"Luna? Or-" my throat got stuck.

"Luna," 80 said, with a knowing look.

"My bedroom with the other assholes," I answer as we make our way back up to my room.

"Hi!" Mike yelled as we walked in.

"Quiet, Mike." I laugh.

"I didn't do anything!" Mike protested.

Tré chuckled as he got up and hugged 80.

"Haven't seen you in ages!" Tré exclaimed.

"I know right!" 80 chuckled.

"Immmm boooooorrrrreeeeeddddd," I groaned.

"Well, I just wanted to stop by, I have to get going!" 80 hugged Mike. "Byeeeeeeeee!" She yelled as she gave me a hug before running off.

"Bye!" We all yelled in unison as she left.

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