it was obvious by the look on 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐄‘𝐒 face that she was high as hell, even behind the sunglasses she wore. pushing a handful of candy in her mouth, she had a delayed reaction to the male’s question, turning to him and nodding back and offering him a verbal response. “not shit, i been tryna’ figure out what song they playin’ for the last minute and a half.” she giggled as she pushed her bag of peach rings in his direction. “you want some?”

                it was no secret that she didn’t exactly rock with 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐊, so her appearance at the theme park would  “shit, me too.” she spoke without looking up at him for a second. “i like denim on occasion, so i had to come celebrate him at least.” she quipped smartly as she finally set her eyes on him, forcing a sarcastic grin on her lips. “and i don’t turn down no funnel cake.” she ordered herself the treat and a frozen strawberry lemonade before she took a step aside as well, deciding to answer his question. “hell no. i don’t do roller coasters, final destination made sure of that.”

        entering the gates of the amusement park, 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐄 made an instant beeline to the first food stand that marketed funnel cakes as it was her sole reason for coming in the first place. being grateful that there was only one person in front of her, she scoured the menu.  “now who gave these niggas the audacity to make a strawberry cheesecake funnel cake?” she asked the person directly in front of her. “and why do i want three of them bitches?” her timbre was riddled with a laugh as she waited for them to order, answering a few messages on her phone in the meantime.

          𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐄 was sitting on one of the provided benches, changing out her shoes for the ones provided for bowling. her ears perked up as she heard the woman’s notable timbre. she chuckled lowly at the statement as she stood up straight.  “i was in a youth bowling league, so if you don’t mind gettin’ that ass beat then let’s go.” she nodded toward the multitude of lanes, bringing her wax pen to her lips and taking a pull from it. 

bottom line ladies, these niggas don’t want you to make they legs shake. they want all the power. take notice. get rid of ‘em.

miss aries’ storyline for me has run stale! we will be holding auditions for a new third host.