Apr 25, 2022 18:39:08 GMT -6
yo, dude, that's lit.
Streetlights flooded through the windshield as Monet sped down the streets of Lorsette. The world around Radley blurred by, his body seemingly operating on muscle movements and reactions to a short scope in front of him. Fortunately, the now-infamous 3am McDonalds run occurred when traffic thinned out. Concerns were nonexistent as the dark-haired man twisted the steering wheel. Around him blared the latest popular songs, their upbeat tones rumbling Monet's speakers. It was a subtle dance by his dazzling beauty, at least, in Radley's opinion.Excitement rocketed through his veins as lyrics escaped his lips, fingers tapping on the smooth steering wheel. The devil's mood had improved drastically with the momentary absence of his girlfriend, Ashley. The pair lived apart, however, the woman was attention-needy and obnoxious. These blissful moments where she skipped town allowed the dark-haired musician and vlogger a moment to relax. Furthermore, a chance to spend time snatching kisses from Ulen... Guilt racked at his insides whenever he committed his hidden sins, however, the devil failed to resist.
The man he secretly spent time with treated him significantly better than Ashley ever had... to the point where he was getting cold feet. At every opportunity, he pushed back the wedding date as uncertainty tore him apart similar to a rabid animal. The devil blinked hard and shook his head before releasing a long sigh. Part of the reason he invited his close friend, Belladonna, was for the purpose of a distraction. She already proved to be awake around 3 am anyways given her frequent Twitter call-outs against him.
A soft laugh escaped his lips accompanied by a large smirk. His dark eyes darted around the darkened streets until they spotted the home of tea-spilling youtuber, Belladonna Noodle. Despite his lack of interest in internet drama, Radley formed a tight friendship with the purple-hair drama reporter. They clicked similar to puzzle pieces, even when Belladonna decided to call him out for his MacDonalds runs! He pulled onto the side of the road, parking Monet with a natural smoothness. He snatched his phone from the cupholder, bringing up the message system.
Just arrived. :sunglasses-emote: Ready to go?
After sending the message, he slipped his phone back into the cupholder. The devil leaned back in his seat, fingers returning to the steering wheel to dance along the surface. Occasionally, his eyes glanced around, admiring his surroundings. While spring had arrived, the dark-haired man was excited for the eventual arrival of the glory season of summer. The warmth against his skin, enjoyable evenings spent at the beach and the welcomed outdoor parties, he craved it! His girlfriend could only ruin a portion with her attendance, but there were ones he would attend without inviting her or the few that involved 'the guys' in his friend groups.
The musicians eyes side-glanced at Belladonna's front door, checking to see if she would be strolling up to Monet. Already he knew this outing was going to place his spirits over the moon!
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