The Girl In His Heart • MGK

12- Downtown

"Yo, do you realize how long it's been since all of us have gone out?" Dubo sighed.

"Yeah, we haven't all gown out since before Kris and Kells broke up." Ashleigh nodded.

"Why don't we go do something tonight?" Kris suggested, flopping down on my lap with a Root Beer in her hand.

"Like?" I raised an eyebrow, taking a drink of her Root Beer.

"They just opened a new club downtown." Rookie shrugged.

"Yeah, I hear this place is sick as fuck." Dubo grinned.

"Me an Rook went last week and this place was packed with dimes." Slim agreed. "You wouldn't believe this place was a local club."

"Why don't we just go there?" Kris looked at me hopefully.

"I don't see why not." I shrugged.

"Yay!" She exclaimed, jumping off my lap and running over to Ashleigh. She grabbed her by her wrist and pulled her upstairs.

"What are you doing?" Rookie called after her.

"We're gonna go make ourselves look hot!" Ashleigh answered.

"They're both nearly thirty and they act like they're fourteen." We all laughed.

I laughed and ran a hand through my hair. "If we're gonna go to a club, I needa go get dressed." I thought aloud, standing up.

"Why?" Slim questioned.

"I can't go to a club wearing nothing but a pair of basketball shorts." I smirked, walking upstairs to mine and Kris's bedroom, finding Kris and Ashleigh standing inside our closet, looking for something to wear.

"You guys don't even wear the same size." I raised an eyebrow, grabbing my black button up off a hanger.

"Do you really think that I haven't left clothes here from all the times I've stayed the night?" Ashleigh questioned.

"Good point."

"What about this?" Kris asked. I looked at her and saw her holding a short black dress that I bought her a while back.

"That's hot." Ashleigh and I both shrugged.

"Good." She smiled, then she looked at me. "Now get out."

I smiled before walking out and Kris slamming the closet door behind me. I walked over to my dresser and grabbed a pair of ripped, light blue jeans that had patches and holes on them. After I got dressed, I threw on my black diesel boots and headed downstairs.

When I walk into the kitchen, where Slim, Dubo and Rookie are sitting, all I hear is, "The same way I jack off!"

While Slim and Dubo were laughing really hard, Rookie looked a little pissed. "Do I even want to know?" I sighed, leaning against the counter.

"Slim asked Rookie to show him how he rolls dice." Dubo laughed.

"Oh." I laughed. I looked at Rookie. "Why is that such a horrible thing?"

"Because Slim's a mangled apricot hellbeast." Rookie grumbled, folding his arms over his chest.

"Nigga, you're just mad because you can't get a girl!" Slim laughed.

I raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?"

"While you were upstairs, Rookie texted some girl and asked if she wanted to go with us to the club." Dubo answered.

"And-?" I motioned for him to continue.

"She said no." Rookie spoke up.

I looked at him and laughed. "Did you tell her you were friends with me?" I smirked.