🤍23: Well This Is🤍

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Onika
November 9th
Atlanta, Georgia

"Uhm.." I replied with wide eyes. It was the only thing that could come out of my mouth.

The cold from the pouring rain outside suddenly began hitting, but my body felt soo hot and uncomfortable. Her eyes were focused on mine as she sat criss-cross.

"Sorry." She suddenly apologised but her eyes were still on mine with no emotion written in them. They were just focused on mine. I cleared my throat in an attempt to find something to say.

"It's fine." My hand reached over to my phone. It was already 6 minutes past twelve. She isn't going home today. "Seems you won't be going home today." I said with a chuckle as she squinted and scrunched her face up. For someone who just indirectly said she wanted to do me, that expression is not for her to make.

"Seems so." She responded, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

And then it went silent.

The only thing that could be heard was the downpour of rain hitting the ground outside. The whole house was dark but I could see everything, including her. She looked so cute with her hair in a bun. But I still couldn't take my mind off that one statement she made.

"Would you excuse me?." I grabbed my phone real quick and began running upstairs.

"Okay." She responded. I was already half way up the stairs.

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Beyoncé
November 9th
Atlanta, Georgia

I waited until she ran up the stairs before scattering the couch in an attempt to find my cell phone. Why didn't she light a candle or something!?.

I finally found it, instantly starting a conference face time with the 4 crazy humans I call my best friends.

"Y'alllll, I need help." I groaned loudly yet silent enough that Barbie couldn't hear me.

"Girl, why you always call in the midnight." Megan asked, running a hand through her hair. It was a habit I had, because I thought about most things at night.

"I know right, starting to think she a vampire or something." Diamonté added. I glared at her as she threw her hands in the air.

"Oh shut up. Its not like y'all were asleep anyways."

"Well I was about to." Megan replied.

"Who you lying to Meg?." She rolled her eyes at me and sat up against the headboard of her bed.

"Bey, why you ain't got no watermelons?." Joann asked. She had her head buried in my fridge with her ass facing the camera.

"Bitch, if you don't get your gay ass out of this camera!." Megan yelled. We instantly heard a whimper as everyone looked at Ella.

"Oh shit, you scared my dog!. Roseé hold on!." She yelled, running after the white Pomeranian.

"Aiit before I say why I called y'all, Is Joann in my house!?." I asked with wide eyes as Megan bit her lip. JoJo doesn't know how to take care of her own house, she'll ruin mine.

"Yes babe, and the fact that you ain't got no watermelons is pissing me the fuck off." She rolled her eyes.

"Meg you could've stayed with her." I facepalmed. They were both at my place when I left, they could've just stayed there together.

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