sixty nine

danna was woken the next morning by her phone ringing on the nightstand. her hand reached out to grab it and she looked at the screen for the caller ID. it was her mother, who had probably noticed she never made it home that night and was calling to know where she was.

"hello?" danna answered sleepily.

"danna mae, where the hell are you?" her mother's voice sounded worried, but now that her daughter had actually answered the phone, she was starting to get angry.

stretching her free arm over her head and letting out a yawn, she replied in a slightly nonchalant way. "i spent the night with my boyfriend yoongi."

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october 6th john, A, and i went to eat korean bbq. but we also got super drunk. like we were beyond gone, especially A. we practically had to carry him out of the restaurant. we took an uber of course and A almost got run over bc he just went for it, trying to cross the street.

but i grabbed his arm and pulled him back onto the sidewalk. i have really funny videos in my camera roll of him saying dumb things while drunk. but to me it was cute bc it was his first time getting shitfaced. the next morning he had work and i felt bad bc he said he had a really bad hangover. and he decided that day that he would never drink again. that is why A does not drink.

we went to my house that night to sober up. my parents and sister were not home because they went to church (meanwhile i was out sinning lol). my plan was to get john and A out of the house before they got home so i wouldn't get scolded. but nooo. my parents came back early. and A had to use the bathroom so i snuck him there. but my mom saw him and all hell broke loose. somehow john snuck into the car without being seen. but my parents saw A. they didn't say anything in front of him. but wheni came back from dropping them off, my parents were mad. they told me i am not allowed to have boys in my room, which i already know. and they said its not proper and the neighbors will talk.

so i told my parents that i was hurt that they dont trust me. if i wanted to do dirty things with A, i wouldnt bring him to my house. so my dad hates A now. he said he never wants to see him here again. and that if he ever does want to set foot in our house, he has to personally speak with him and apologize for his behavior of that night. which tbh i think is fair. its their house and i have to respect it. plus, we're very traditionally mexican and my dad had my brother in law kevin talk to him about courting my sister before they first went out AND MIND YOU, THEY WERE THIRTEEN. 

october 16th i went out with my friend vicky. i hadn't hung out with her in like a year bc she wasn't going to work bc she had gotten in a bad car accident. in october my sister moved out and i got her bedroom. it was nice bc i never had a bedroom of my own. but i mean i missed her. 

-clary