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Ronan

“ F ucking, seriously,” I groan as I reach over, grabbing my phone from my nightstand. The screen tells me it's time to wake up but why did it have to be right when shit was getting good.

This hot goth girl had her lips around my dick and I was about to finish all over her tits, but not any-fucking-more.

Dreaming isn’t a normal thing for me, but for the past few weeks, this girl has been finding her way to me… Every. Single. Night.

And, honestly, who am I to complain ?

I get to fuck the girl of my dreams, literally , every night with no strings attached, no emotions. The only thing she leaves me with is being more and more fucking exhausted every morning.

With the way I feel when I wake up, you’d think she was actually there, writhing under me, screaming my name into the darkness.

I tried to tell my best friend Kassius about it but he just laughed me off and told me I was “down bad for that dream pussy.”

My phone vibrates in my hand, and I realize I have a few missed messages. Mostly just from the group chat with Kassius, Tyler, and Cade. They’re going to the skatepark tonight, which doesn’t sound like a bad idea.

I don’t skate, but I do like to chill at the top of the bowl smoking weed, while I watch their dumbasses fall off their boards over and over again. It’s pretty entertaining.

Me: See you fuckers tonight.