“Song my head is pounding...” She said not lying at all about the massive headache she had but was more or less using it as an excuse to send her sister away while she tried to get Raheem out of bed. Song started to turn around concerned for Nyako but Nyako stopped her. “Can you run to the bathroom to get me some Tylenol or something? I got a fucking massive headache. I think I might have had too much to drink last night.” She said staring intently at Maleek who seemed to be cracking a smile under her hand.
As her sister got up from the mattress, Nyako started to push him out of the bed. What happened last night was a blur to her. Al she could remember was watching the new Yin show with him, getting shit faced while doing so. Then they were all over each other.
He seemed to be taking his sweet time getting out of the bed, so she had to postpone her sister a bit longer. “Make sure it’s the Maximum Strength stuff. It might be hidden in there somewhere. Grab my robe while you’re at it too. Don’t think you want to see me in the buff.” She said as she punched him in the chest to make him move faster, dead set to have him out before she came back in the room.
Post by Maleek Raheem on Jan 23, 2015 6:04:41 GMT -5
Raheem moved at a leisurely pace, gathering his clothes off the floor of the darkened flat, enjoying the uncomfortable silence from Nyako. She was undoubtedly eager to have him out before SoLo saw him, and despite his usual uncaring attitude he didn't want to blow up her spot.
After gathering his stuff, he started towards the door, then stopped and looked back at Nyako, barely able to see her in the dark. He gave a smirk as he saw her gesturing for him to hurry.
He slipped outside, quietly closing the door behind him. He paused as he stood there thinking about the night they had. After a moment, he started to get dressed, but not before one of Nyako's elderly neighbors passed by. The gray haired woman covered her eyes, looking flabbergasted as she shuffled by. He chuckled to himself, knowing that it would be the biggest thrill of her day.
He rifled through his clothes looking for his underwear, but he could only find Nyako's silken panties. He started to head back inside, but he rembered that SoLo was inside. He swore under his breath, but a moment later a long slow smile touched his lips. He shook his head and headed to the exit as he dressed himself, stuffing her underwear into his coat pocket.
Post by Bobbi London on Jan 23, 2015 19:11:21 GMT -5
SoLo walked out of the bathroom, flipping on the light as she did. She made her way back to the bed, looking around at the state of Nyako’s apartment. She handed her the headache medicine and the robe. “Hummmm…Ny, I know that it is none of my business, but…are you okay?” She looked around, “I’ve never seen your place looking like this before. I mean…there is stuff everywhere…empty bottles…clothes.” She looked at her earnestly, “You know you can talk to me, right?”
Nyako tried to waved it off. “Nothing’s the matter song, honestly. I have just been a bit lazy as of late. I was watching Alex’s show last night and well let’s just say I needed some liquid courage to sit through it. Honestly Song I like the girl but she is a bit off. The chinchilla thing is alright but this infatuation with Roberts.” Nyako said trying to steer the conversation to something other than the state of her place and possibly any incriminating evidence of her night with Raheem…like the underwear in the middle of the floor behind Song.
Nyako quickly jumped up pulling her robe on, and grabbed up the underwear; stuffing them in her pocket. When SoLo gave her a quizzical look, she again tried to play it off. “Didn’t think you wanted to see my panties lying around.” She said giving a weak smile.
Post by Bobbi London on Jan 24, 2015 3:54:51 GMT -5
SoLo arched her eyebrow at her big sister, “Why are you and Oni treating me like I’m an idiot?! She is all tangled up in the most dysfunctional relationship that I have ever seen and you…” she looked around the room again, “…you’re hiding something…” her eyes fell back on Nyako, narrowing as they did. “I’m not a little fucking kid anymore! Stop treating me like one!”
She stood up abruptly, not sure why she was so angry. “You can come see me after you sleep off your fucking hangover!” Nyako started to say something to stop her as she turned to leave, but she threw up her hand. “I don’t want to hear it! You smell like a brewery and your taste in underwear is hideous!”
She got to the door and opened it up, looking back a Nyako as she held it. “When you get your shit together…we need to talk about Oni!” Again Nyako started to reply, but SoLo threw up her hand and walked out, slamming the door behind her.
As she stood in the hallway, an elderly woman shuffled past, looking at her oddly. She stopped, unable to hold her tongue. “I’d appreciate it if you people would stop having wild sex parties and naked men running all willy-nilly up and down the hallway with their tally-whackers swinging!”
SoLo’s mouth fell open as she looked back at the closed door, then back to the woman. “There was a naked man out here?!”
She eyed SoLo, smirking as she did “He just left a few minutes ago…you had to see him! Big black guy…BIG…” she blushed, then got flustered. She pointed an arthritic finger at her. “Next time…I call the cops!”
As the woman shuffled off, SoLo put her hand on the doorknob, considering going in to confront Nyako, but instead she bolted down stairs, running as quickly as her feet would carry her. As she finally made it to the street, she looked around hoping to catch a glimpse of her sister’s partner…but it was too late. SoLo glanced back up at the window to Nyako’s flat and saw her sister looking down at her. SoLo pointed to her eyes and then pointed up to her sister, letting her know in no uncertain terms that she was watching her.
Shaking her head, she pulled up her hoodie, shoved her hands in her pockets, and headed back home…wondering what her sisters were up to.
Lucas Dupree: Sorry guys I have been battling an illness all week, I will be posting a quick fashion of results in a few minutes and the card for the next show afterwards.
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Kayla Winters: No problem man, personal health is way more important than our lives playing fake wrestlers
Mar 31, 2018 17:07:31 GMT -5
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Alicia Lukas: Orange juice and sprite jeremy....
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