Roxanne

“What’s up losers?” Roxanne the blonde party girl came crashing into the apartment, looking like she’d just recovered from a rather interesting night. She was dressed like a cheerleader, was sucking on a pair of fake vampire teeth, and had a string of hickies up her neck. “Woah, Ava you look like shit.”

Ava looked up from from her Pizza she was midway through trying to cram an entire piece into her mouth. “Huh?”

Roxanne took of her sunglasses and gave Ava a critical look. “You look like a toddler eating spaghetti for the first time.”

Ava seemingly for the first time noticed the sauce she’d wiped on her shirt. She blushed under the sauce rimming her mouth. “Oh sorry, it’s just… really good.”

“Whatever.” Roxanne grabbed a slice and fell into one of the chairs next to the couch. She looked at the T.V and scrunched her now. “Why are you guys watching this ween shit?”

“He suggested it.” Ava said, getting up to grab those napkins I’d suggested earlier. I watched her meticulously wash her hands and face and try in vain to get the stains out of her shirt.

“Really?” Roxanne giggled. “How’d you manage to convince her Perv? Ava usually can’t focus on anything longer than a TikTok.”

Pervert was Roxanne’s nickname for me. Which was really unfair. She borrowed my laptop without asking once, saw my bbw porn, and then somehow I’m the bad guy in the whole thing. “She wanted to.” I said defensively.

“I gotta get changed.” Ava mumbled heading into her room. “You guys can have the rest.”

I glared at Roxanne. Everything was going so well before she got here. Ava was actually spending time with me! Plus she was acting like a total…slob.

My dick jumped at the thought. It was like all that nasty erotica I’d read, where a girl started declining mentally, physically, hygenically. Like Ava just lost herself to her desires and didn’t care about anything else. It was really hot imagining a pretty girl like Ava just letting herself go.

It’s been really hot to see it… actually.

“You didn’t have to roast her like that.” I said taking a slice of pizza for myself.”

Roxanne shrugged. “I call them how I see them. What are you doing here anyway? Don’t you have an Exam?”

“Oh shit!” I dropped my slice and shot to my feet. How could I forget?

I grabbed my bag, ran for the door and only just managed to avoid colliding with Della as she entered the apartment. The goth cussed something at me but I was too busy jettisoning myself out the door to hear.