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Here is why I ended being in a Salon basement for 5+ hours [ THREAD ](spoiler it’s because of gr**d*)
So it starts off that i simply am just bored and horned up and I’m just browsing. If sumn happens, it happens. I hit this person up and for the sake of this thread I’ll call them “B” cause they getting blocked
So I message B, we exchange pics and all that fun stuff, and I’m getting ready to leave cause mind you, after I’m done I’m thinking I’ll just run go grab something to eat and then go to the library and study for my test. I didn’t.
B isn’t replying to ANY of my messages when I’m pulling up so I’m just genuinely annoyed cause I HATE when people do this, YOU KNO IM COMING. BE VIGILANT! So I’m leaving to go to catch the next bus to the library
I got off the bus and as soon as I got off the bus at it’s final stop, passing by their place they call. This is when I should’ve done what I usually do. BLOCK. But they call me asking where I’m at and I’m just like well I’m close by since i wasn’t.
I tell them where I am, they come and I carpool. Great. So im thinking we’re just gonna go and do what we gotta do and then I can bounce, this is before I knew that they’re place was a salon basement
So we’re touching up on eachother and it’s fine(I hate public **x tho and we’re in BEAMING sun light with no tints) and I’m thinking we’re pulling to their place; we end up at a FUCKING grocery store and they’ literally SHOPPING and dragged me with them....
So I’m standing in a shanty like grocery store waiting for this nigga to hurry up, we leave. STILL trying to like blow me ugh anyways let’s continue
So we leave and we’re walking their groceries to the place but I give them the groceries and I just go to the 99 cents store since they told me to wait. I didn’t know what was going on.
So I’m waiting outside and I’m tweeting you guys like YOOO. I’m really about to fucking flake and take my ass to the library. As SOON as the poll finishes they call me and I go inside. Worst decision I think I made ever.
Honestly speaking to you guys, if they wanted to kill me they could’ve. And I only thought about this three hours of me just downstairs in a basement with no windows no doors no NOTHING. But I’m @medullsus so that obviously can’t happen to me.
So! We go downstairs and they’re like setting up shop I guess or closing idfk but they finally come downstairs and we did the nasty. And not to toot my own horn but I do know how to f***.
We took media, we smoked weed, we drank. We had a blast. Then purgatory hits. It’s pitch dark down in this basement and I’m just literally sitting in this salon basement for like 5 hours. Didn’t eat anything. Too dark to study. Too anxious of getting caught. JUST FUCKERYYY
So they come down at like 5:30 and I’m like okay when do I get to leave(like a DAMN captive KSKSKSKSKS) and their like at 7 when the shop closes and the lady upstairs that works there leaves aswell. Shawty ain’t leave to like 7:30 cause of this ONE fucking customer
So she leaves, they come downstairs and the coast is clear. At like 7:40 may I add. SO THEY COME, SMOKE CIGARETTES, LOUNGING, TALKING ABOUT STILL BEING HORNY, LIKE NIGGA THE FUCKUNG TIMMMEEE.
They’re watching the video was took, drinking like it ain’t no tomorrow trying to plan for a second day. Girl you not even gonna see my profile in a couple hours sis
Now im out of the salon, time is 8:10. And I take my ass home. Hungry, Possibly failing and looking like I just seen the light for the first time in 10 years
And that concludes this thread. Honestly I know y’all are screaming at me on the other side of the screen but use this as a warning. Basement Bottoms are BATSHIT. If you can’t see that address clearly, you might end up in a salon basement like me and probably murdered
