"This food tastes delicious, infact marry me so that I will never have to eat horrible meals ever again"
"You are crazy, hurry up and finish cause later we're hitting the club for further celebration." she informed me.
"Nah I'm good, I'm just gonna crash here till I fall asleep." I said,rejecting the idea. She glared at me heavily as I look at her from beneath my lashes.
"If you want to have a good friday, you will follow me to the club, no objections." She gave me a stern look.
"You are way worse than my mother," I muttered " this is unacceptable, it's my birthday and I'm supposed to dictate how I want it spent." I pouted. She ignored me until she finished her meal and then lit the candles on the cake.
"Make a wish,dear." I rolled my eyes and blew out the candles. "You didn't even make a wish." she commented. I shrugged and cut of a huge piece from the cake and shoved it onto my mouth relishing the sweet chocolaty taste." Sweet heavens, this is pure bliss." I moaned,Alex giggled and cleared off the dirty dishes to the dish washer.
I carried the tray of muffins and cut another chunk off the cake and made my way to my room. "Hey! I haven't eaten from the muffins." She yelled from the kitchen. "Don't care." I yelled back from the hallway and entered my room.
Few hours later, Alex opened my door and poked her head in "get ready, we're leaving in an hour." and left. Groaning, I went to take a shower and dressed myself in a tight black elbow sleeved round neck top with black skinny jeans and black converse hi-tops to match and then wore a blue sleeveless jean jacket over it. I did a smokey eye look on my eyes, put some lipgloss on my lips and then threw my glossy black hair into a tight ponytail. I put my phone in my pocket and went to Alex's room to see if she was ready to go.
I opened her door and went inside and found her finishing her makeup. All done, she got up and asked "how do I look?" she wore a shimmering green tight dress reaching mid-thigh, black heels with grey floral designs covers her feet and a grey purse to match. Her brown hair in loose curls around her neck. Her lips covered with pink lipstick and minimal make up on her face.
"You look gorgeous, now let's go." I pulled her out the house to the garage, wanting to get this night over with. She chuckled, opening her white Maserati GT and we got in. She drove out the apartment playing Rita Ora's song 'Poison' on the stereo and shouted "this is gonna be the best night of your life, wifey!"