A typical interruption from my nap happens too often and most times, if not all, it’s caused by my friend, Matthew.
It’s like he has a sixth sense that tells him when I sleep so he can take that opportunity to wake me up.
What could it possibly be this time? Knowing Matthew, it could range from something absurd to something utterly chaotic.
My mind starts to think of the possibilities. Perhaps he’s got himself involved with a girl who has a boyfriend, now seeking help to hide in order to not get beaten up. Or maybe he decided cooking would be a fun little afternoon activity but that soon turned into his whole kitchen burning down.
Worst case scenario? His dog gets out of the house at 2 am and I’ll have to help him find the dog for 5 hours till he finds out the dog wasn’t really gone, he had just accidentally locked it into the bathroom…
With Matthew, anything is possible. Believe me, I’ve learned that the hard way.
Groaning, I roll over in my bed and pick up my phone, preparing myself for whatever excuse he has for waking me up.
“Hello..?” I’ve clearly been woken up if you listen to the sound of my voice. My morning voice can compare to the sound of an old man who’s been smoking for 60 years.
“Yo Samuel! I’m shocked you even answered the phone! Anyways thanks for answering I just had to make sure you remember the party were invited to today.”
Fuck me… I totally forgot about it. But why is he calling me now? It’s too early to even think about a party. I quickly checked the time on my phone keeping Matthew in the call.
“12:30 pm! On a Saturday! You woke me up at 12:30pm on a Saturday, because of a party happening at 9:00 pm!” Matthew was clearly laughing at my comments.
I facepalmed myself loud enough for Matthew to hear it through the phone. “Are you fucking insane dude!” I say continuing to complain. I’m not the type of person to typically complain but with l Matthew I complain all I want especially considering how much of a dumbass he can be at times.
“Damn did I wake you up from dreaming about being a world popular artist or what?” He asked me clearly, holding in his laughter.
“Very funny Mat.” I roll my eyes even though he can’t see me.
“I know I am.” I can see the image of Matthew smirking as I heard him say that. His confidence is screaming through the phone.
“But honestly Sam, I just don’t want you to miss it, you seem so burned out lately and I think it might be good for you to get out a little again. Just like the old times.”
Matthew and I were never popular growing up but when we got older and started attending parties we met some cool people and with the help of alcohol we got to socialize for once in our life.
I get why he’s concerned because I in all honesty haven’t been out of my apartment to actually be with people for a while. All I do is music, school and work so I can get the money I need to support myself. I have great parents so don’t take that the wrong way. When I just turned 18 I felt that I needed to prove to my parents that I can do what I loved and still be able to survive. What I love? its music, my music. As much as I can be mean to Matthew then just know I wouldn’t be as far with my music if he hadn’t helped me. I actually really look up to him, don’t tell him I said that though. There’s no need to give that boy more of an ego boost.
“Okay Mat, thanks for your concern. I promise you I won’t fall asleep again.” I’m 100 percent lying but he doesn’t need to know that.
“Great! Remember to pick me up at 8:30pm! I’ll be waiting.” And with that Matthew hangs up.
I stare at the ceiling not sure how to feel about this whole party thing. I’m actually not sure partying interests me anymore. it always ends in the same way, Matthew drinks too much, i end up with someone i shouldn’t or fights. Currently I’m begging it won’t be the last one. Anyways Matthew is right, I do need to get out of my dusty apartment. Before I notice it my eyes start closing by themselves.
*
When I opened my eyes again I let out a yawn as I stretched my still sleepy body to the best of my ability.
Fuck! The time! I can’t believe this always happens to me. I’ve been called sleepy a lot but sometimes I forget how bad it actually is.
I take my phone to check the time to see it’s already 8pm. I gotta pick Matthew up at 8:30! I’m running around my apartment all shocked as if this is the first time it happens but no. There’s a reason Matthew called earlier, I do this every damn time.
I quickly run downstairs the get some food because as much as I “like” partying, I wouldn’t wanna to it without eating first, fuck no.
I take toast since that’s basically all I’ve got laying around at the moment. Which reminds me i also need to go shopping soon
I bring the toast with me eating it as I find clothes to wear.
I ended up wearing a black T-shirt and some baggy jeans. I also wore a necklace to put the outfit together. As you can hear I don’t really know shit about fashion. I usually would ask Mat, but not today, look at me being all independent for once.
Rushing the bathroom I almost fell and dropped my toast but got it in time. I don’t think I would have been alright if I had lost my toast…
I finished eating my toast as I was still in the bathroom and brushed my teeth quickly afterwards. I don’t even know if what I did was considered eating. I basically just shoved the entire toast into my mouth, almost swallowing it whole.
While brushing my teeth I was looking at myself for a little too long in the mirror, observing my features. I do that pretty often. I can’t even lie. I grew up being quite insecure of myself but I’m slowly learning to love myself no matter what.
I look at my brown, almost black hair actually not hating it for once. I look at my dark eyes and wonder what people think when they see them for the first time.
I brushed my thoughts away so I could hurry out to my car to pick up Matthew before he starts spamming me like he always does. Checking my phone on the way to the car I see that he already has.
Clingy.
*
I already know the way to Matthew house since I’ve driven there so many times when he’s caused himself issues or when he was just too lazy to walk so he begged for me to drive him.
Matthew gets in the car and meanwhile I plug my phone into the car radio so we can listen to music on the way. I see Matthew all dressed up, he definitely has a better idea of fashion than I do.
“Wow you looking for girls tonight or what?” I say jokingly looking up and down at his outfit.
Matthew lets out a chuckle. “You already know it, Samuel! I’m gonna go in there and amaze everyone in sight with my charm.” He says and winks at me making me give him a disgusted face in return.
“Or you’ll scare them away with your terrible dance moves.” I say, laughing slightly as I start to drive.
“Watch your mouth! My dance moves are legendary! You’re just jealous that you can’t dance as well as I can.” Matthew crossed his arms and pouts, probably trying to make me feel bad, although it’s clearly not working.
“Oh please! I’ve seen hippos dancing better than you”
“Ouch, you cut me deep Sam. I’ve actually been practicing my ass shaking!” I let out a sigh at Matthew’s weird sentence, trying not to pay it any mind.
“Please just spare me from that embarrassment tonight.” I sigh and Matthew is laughing loudly.
As already mentioned I cant even be weirded out or mad at this guy. He has this funny personality but when it’s time to get serious he knows how to shut up, I admire him. I would want a future partner with the same abilities at one point…
I love the friendship I have with him. I could never ask for anyone better.
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