“You look cute, best friend. I see you ready for the new year already.” She got up from her seat, going over to the liqour cabinet as she overheard the two talking. “That’s the wave we on tonight, period. Bri, grab some shot glasses out the cabinet!” Zyla called out as she started looking over the liqour options before grabbing two bottles of Patron along with a bottle of D’usse. “Wait…Destiny you spending the night, right?”

Cutting the crock-pot on low Brielle reached up and grabbed the shot glasses from the cabinet before walking into the living room and taking a seat. Lining up the shot glasses Brielle waited for Zyla to pour the substances into the glasses “y’all ready for the new year? she questioned before redoing her ponytail. 

“You know I couldn’t leave the house just lookin’ like who did it and why. Of course, I am! With how much I plan on drinking tonight I wouldn’t make it back home at all. I just gotta steal a few of your clothes for tomorrow.” she chuckled, adjusting the way she was sitting. “This new year couldn’t come any faster, I swear the worst of the worst happened this year.”

Feeling the dish towel hitting her in the face, she quickly moved it and tossed it onto the floor. “You dickhead, stop throwing shit before I snitch on yo’ ass!” She shouted at her cousin as she left the room. She walked over to the couch and sat down, continuing to look over the pictures before looking up from her phone, hearing Destiny’s voice. “MY BESTEST BITCH IS HERE!”

“You know what they say snitches get stitches” she replied as she closed the door behind Destiny. Walking back towards the kitchen “I made nacho cheese dip, cheese ball, and some bacon wrapped sausages and no I didn’t burn them” she assured Destiny as she went and checked on the food. “You guys know what we need to bring in the New Year? ALCOHOL!” Brielle exclaimed before grabbing another spoon and stirring the dip again.

“ZYLAAAAAA!” she called while speed walking to her friend, leaning down to give her a hug. “Bacon wrapped sausages? Let me find out you in here getting create and shit.” she laughed soon pulling away from the hug and taking a seat beside her friend. “YESSS, BITCH!! Bring all the alcohol you got, I ain’t tryna’ feel my face in the morning.”

“Selah, make sure you get my good side. I need something to post up before it hits 12.” She informed her younger sister as she continued to hit a few different poses before stopping, holding her hand out for her phone. “Let’s see if you can be a photographer after all.” Zyla took the phone and scrolled through the pictures before overhearing the loud banging followed by her friend’s voice. “BRIELLE!! GET THE DOOR FOR ME!” Zyla shouted from the living room, trying to get her cousin’s attention.

Stirring the nacho cheese dip she was making, Brielle pulled the spoon out of the crock-pot and took her finger and slid some cheese from the spoon and licked it before placing the spoon on the counter. Grabbing the dish towel and wiping her hands as Brielle entered the living room, throwing the towel at Zyla “you’re closer towards the door you should have got it” she spoke before opening the door and revealing Destiny “DESTINYYY!!!” she shouted allowing the female to enter the house.

“BRIIII BABY!” she screamed excitedly before stepping into the house, getting a whiff of the scent lingering around. “Oop, what y’all in here cooking? I hope it’s something good and it ain’t burnt!”

finding her way to a window upstairs, she climbed out of it carefully lifting herself up on the roof and standing up. she peaked over the edge awaiting her friend’s arrival. “If this nigga don’t hurry the fuck up.” @h–xssan

“I’ma need you to never touch a fuckin drink again. You dumb wild rn.” He replied while attempting to stiffle his laughter. Throwing the car into gear, he sped out of the back of the subdivision as the cops began zooming through the front. “Just be cool shawty. Relax, we ain’t gon get caught.”

“I can’t make no promises on that, sir.” she laughed, constantly looking out the window for the pigs. “That’s what you say now until them bitches pop out the cut and get our asses.”

finding her way to a window upstairs, she climbed out of it carefully lifting herself up on the roof and standing up. she peaked over the edge awaiting her friend’s arrival. “If this nigga don’t hurry the fuck up.” @h–xssan

“Nigga.” He huffed as he reached the car and unlocked the doors. “Nah nigga I ain’t tryna go back!” He hollered, sliding in the driver’s seat to start the bitch up.

“Man, yo’ maybe if you put a muhfuckin’ blind on we can get away quick as shit.” she suggested, getting into the passenger seat. “The police the demons here, they tryna’ get us. We escape them hoes by keeping the blindfolds on ‘cause then they ain’t gone see us.” obviously her drunk ass wasn’t making no sense, ‘cause even her player is fucking confused. don’t make no damn sense.

finding her way to a window upstairs, she climbed out of it carefully lifting herself up on the roof and standing up. she peaked over the edge awaiting her friend’s arrival. “If this nigga don’t hurry the fuck up.” @h–xssan

“SHIT IONO JUST RUN YO HIGH ASS.” He retorted, darting out of the back door of the house toward his mama’s car. “CMON NIGGA.”

still running she was slowly getting out of breath, ‘cause this bitch far from fit. she paused for a minute to catch her breath. “NIGGA, WHAT IS YOU SOME DAMN TRACK STAR? I AIN’T PREPARE FO’ THIS SHIT.” she started speed walking until she eventually reached the car.

finding her way to a window upstairs, she climbed out of it carefully lifting herself up on the roof and standing up. she peaked over the edge awaiting her friend’s arrival. “If this nigga don’t hurry the fuck up.” @h–xssan

“I hope Jesus carry your ass through the trial too.” He squinted before shaking his head, highkey debating on letting her ass splat beside him. “There you go..” he coaxed her to the edge, awaiting for her to slide down. Once her body finally left the edge, he lifted himself onto his toes and wrapped his arms around her waist. “See, paranoid ass.” He laughed lowly, placing her on her feet. “WE OUT.” Hassan hollered as he darted through the house.

once her feet touched the ground she felt the happiest that she could ever be. “WHERE THE HELL WE ‘FINNA GO!” she yelled, running behind him.

finding her way to a window upstairs, she climbed out of it carefully lifting herself up on the roof and standing up. she peaked over the edge awaiting her friend’s arrival. “If this nigga don’t hurry the fuck up.” @h–xssan

“You mean to tell me.. nigga how you supposed to get down then?!” He asked as he looked around in case cops were coming. “Look here, you gon have to jump or yo ass goin to juvie shawty.” He stated flatly, keeping his arms up for her. “Trust me, I ain’t gon drop you aigh?”

“Jesus gon’ carry me down there.” she said seriously. “Man yo’ lookin’ gettin’ me paranoid. If you drop me onna’ dead homies, I’m comin’ back to life and beating your ass. PERIOD!” taking a deep breath she came close to the edge of the roof and jumped off.

finding her way to a window upstairs, she climbed out of it carefully lifting herself up on the roof and standing up. she peaked over the edge awaiting her friend’s arrival. “If this nigga don’t hurry the fuck up.” @h–xssan

Hassan simply looked at her in ‘nigga’ as he watched her fance and sing at the fact they prolly going to big boy jail. “Well if you stop havin a damn sing along…” he squinted, shimmying down the roof onto the balcony below. “Cmon, I’ma catch yo lil ass!” He hollered, holding his arms out.

she shrugged, shaking her head. “My bad nigga. I’m tryna enlighten the moment and I had a lil sum sum befo’ coming in here so you can’t blame me!” DESTINY looked down at this nigga like he was crazy, she was too intoxicated to be jumping from roofs like she was fucking spiderman. “NOUPE! You might slip up and boom a bitch dead. And guess what? I ain’t tryna die todayyyy.” She sung.