twenty-eight: picture perfect.

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J E L A N I

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J E L A N I

"I'm still late, Papa," Jelani spoke over the phone

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"I'm still late, Papa," Jelani spoke over the phone. It had been a week since  last spoke with Xavier and she had recently started an internship  with huge makeup company.

She remained in a positive mindset to attempt to avoid herself from fucking up her rewarded opportunity. "I love you, nwa m nwanyị," my daughter, her father openly stated. It had been the first time he had told her he loved her since she was a teenager.

"A hụkwara m gị n'anya, Papa" I love you too, Dad.

She heard him sigh loudly as he began, "Your mother and I haven't always been the best to you. All we wanted was you too feel like you're successful. And you are, we are so proud of you, Jelani. "

As if her chest were open, his words glazed sweet honey over her heart. For the first time in forever, she felt honored to be his daughter. "I love you, I'll call you back."

Jelani walked into the huge conference room, filled with decently-friendly looking men and women.

Here we go, she thought as she confidently walked in.

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X A V I E R


"We could head back to my place and fuck," A dumb thot said to Xavier. He was a club, drinking and smoking his life away.

"Sweetheart, I don't give a fuck if you want to fuck me or not — y-you're not my type," Xavier hiccuped. "Besides, you're pretty fucking ugly," Xavier chuckled and walked off.

He wandered around the club, hoping to find some cute girls he could spend the night with. He feasted his eyes on one particular 'easy' girl — she was a short brunette who looked shy but looked fuckable.

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