How I ended up in Los Angeles with suitcase full of questionable contents
"Eh, no, I honestly don't think that's really good idea, Nikki," I replied to pretty girl on my plasma television set via videophone.
"Why not, Mikey?" The pretty girl asked. God, her Bambi face is killing me and I hate that shit. Girls always pull that shit whenever they get really needy.
"I got work, you know? I'm working class dude, my dear."
"Hmm, can you hook me up with Monica?"
"Sure, hold on, let me call her for you." I was on my back on my bed, looking at videophone upside down, knowing that she doesn't care about me since I only had white t-shirt and athletic shorts on. I grab my cell phone and called Monica like I had promised. Unfortunately, she wasn't home, which irked me because Nikki need something from Los Angeles, which I'm not willing to drive.
"Why not you just take me, honey?"
Honey? Who call me fucking honey? I hate that pet name.
"Nikki, I told you, I got work."
"No, you don't. I just call your boss and she says that you're off for next 2 weeks."
"Fuck, do you have to pwned me like that?"
She nodded and giggling like little schoolgirl. God, I hate that sight.
"Tell you what, I will take you to LA, provided that you hook me up with tickets to MMA event that I want to attend, fair enough?"
"Yes, that's fair." Then she pull out the tickets from the envelope on the table and wave them to me. Holy fuck, how did she got those tickets? The event had sold out really fast in matter of seconds.
"Holy fuck," I rise on my bed and turn my head to the videophone, "How did you got those tickets?"
"Connections, Mickey boy, connections." She continued to wave the tickets to me. Man, this event will be so awesome as hell. The card is so stacked that not even Zeus himself can top this one. In fact, I had been waiting for this event for few months now.
But I yearned for the physical contact with Nikki, as well. The main reason why I kept rejecting her is because I fear that something may happen, due to the awesome chemistry between us. Her tight abs, creamy skin, sparking smile, vibrant personality, and cat eyes. Goddamn, what's not to like about her? That's what pissed me off because she may be mankind's quintessential female.
However, I have to confessed that it may be nice to hang out with her because I'm getting tired of hanging out with friends, whose adolescent banter bored me faster than grandma on morphine.
"Alright, Nikki, I'll be at your house in about half an hour. I got to shower and pack up all the stuff, okay?"
"Yes!" She squealed.
"Nikki, you know that I hate it when you do that."
She stuck her tongue out at me on my television set and turn the videophone off. I can only sighed.
I hit the shower then got out of it in matter of minutes. I packed up few days worth of clothes and other stuff in my gym bag then leave my house. I put my stuff in my car, Mercedez Benz, which is really nice. It's a gift from my boss for being so rad worker. I went back to my house to lock it up, wondering if Nikki has anything up her sleeves, which I hope not, because I hate surprises.
The residence street soon was brighten up by the headlight on my car and I turn on the music to keep myself sane. I know the way to Nikki's house by the heart but I just don't enjoy driving at night because of too many variables. Drunk driver in the sight, you know you're fucked because they're the ones whose will be always live. Fuckers.
Nikki's house is located in really posh valley that I had dubbed 'rich people's valley' since there's so many fancy stores and rich people live there. Think of it as rich people's haven since it's pretty hard to get in since highway is so tricky as hell but it take time to master it. I'm not going to lose my sleep over crap highway, though.
I soon reach the street that possessed Nikki's house and I parked in her driveway. Next to her fancy Lexus. I turned off the car and grab my stuff from the backseat and locked the car. I open the door, knowing that she will leave it open for me to enter.
"Nikki? You in here?" I looked around in the house to scan for her little pretty ass.
"Why not, Mikey?" The pretty girl asked. God, her Bambi face is killing me and I hate that shit. Girls always pull that shit whenever they get really needy.
"I got work, you know? I'm working class dude, my dear."
"Hmm, can you hook me up with Monica?"
"Sure, hold on, let me call her for you." I was on my back on my bed, looking at videophone upside down, knowing that she doesn't care about me since I only had white t-shirt and athletic shorts on. I grab my cell phone and called Monica like I had promised. Unfortunately, she wasn't home, which irked me because Nikki need something from Los Angeles, which I'm not willing to drive.
"Why not you just take me, honey?"
Honey? Who call me fucking honey? I hate that pet name.
"Nikki, I told you, I got work."
"No, you don't. I just call your boss and she says that you're off for next 2 weeks."
"Fuck, do you have to pwned me like that?"
She nodded and giggling like little schoolgirl. God, I hate that sight.
"Tell you what, I will take you to LA, provided that you hook me up with tickets to MMA event that I want to attend, fair enough?"
"Yes, that's fair." Then she pull out the tickets from the envelope on the table and wave them to me. Holy fuck, how did she got those tickets? The event had sold out really fast in matter of seconds.
"Holy fuck," I rise on my bed and turn my head to the videophone, "How did you got those tickets?"
"Connections, Mickey boy, connections." She continued to wave the tickets to me. Man, this event will be so awesome as hell. The card is so stacked that not even Zeus himself can top this one. In fact, I had been waiting for this event for few months now.
But I yearned for the physical contact with Nikki, as well. The main reason why I kept rejecting her is because I fear that something may happen, due to the awesome chemistry between us. Her tight abs, creamy skin, sparking smile, vibrant personality, and cat eyes. Goddamn, what's not to like about her? That's what pissed me off because she may be mankind's quintessential female.
However, I have to confessed that it may be nice to hang out with her because I'm getting tired of hanging out with friends, whose adolescent banter bored me faster than grandma on morphine.
"Alright, Nikki, I'll be at your house in about half an hour. I got to shower and pack up all the stuff, okay?"
"Yes!" She squealed.
"Nikki, you know that I hate it when you do that."
She stuck her tongue out at me on my television set and turn the videophone off. I can only sighed.
I hit the shower then got out of it in matter of minutes. I packed up few days worth of clothes and other stuff in my gym bag then leave my house. I put my stuff in my car, Mercedez Benz, which is really nice. It's a gift from my boss for being so rad worker. I went back to my house to lock it up, wondering if Nikki has anything up her sleeves, which I hope not, because I hate surprises.
The residence street soon was brighten up by the headlight on my car and I turn on the music to keep myself sane. I know the way to Nikki's house by the heart but I just don't enjoy driving at night because of too many variables. Drunk driver in the sight, you know you're fucked because they're the ones whose will be always live. Fuckers.
Nikki's house is located in really posh valley that I had dubbed 'rich people's valley' since there's so many fancy stores and rich people live there. Think of it as rich people's haven since it's pretty hard to get in since highway is so tricky as hell but it take time to master it. I'm not going to lose my sleep over crap highway, though.
I soon reach the street that possessed Nikki's house and I parked in her driveway. Next to her fancy Lexus. I turned off the car and grab my stuff from the backseat and locked the car. I open the door, knowing that she will leave it open for me to enter.
"Nikki? You in here?" I looked around in the house to scan for her little pretty ass.
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