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Clasping his hands on the table in front of him, Cepheus' eyes followed the woman pacing the floor across from him. He stared at her amused, the stressed look on her face comical to him, considering he was nonchalant about this whole thing.
"Cepheus...what the hell were you thinking?!" She yelled, finally stopping in her tracks to look at him as if he was crazy.
"I wasn't really thinking to be honest with you, kind of just going with it and seeing what happens. I expected this Zaya, you being dramatic and shit for what?" He waved off, brushing off the obvious frustration in his lawyer's face.
"Dramatic- what were you even doing to get yourself in this position?"
"Protecting my girl." He shrugged nonchalantly, chewing down on the toothpick in his mouth while leaning back in his seat.
"When did you even get a damn girlfriend, what the hell?! And since when did thee Cepheus Emerson do time for a bitch-."
"I said my girl, so address her as that if you gon address her. And I'll die for that one, a lil jail time ain't nothing. How much time we even talking?!" Letting out a harsh sigh, Zaya reached down to pick her brief case up.
"I can confirm no longer than 2 months considering they have no evidence to actually charge you for anything. Also, 90% of your information is wiped from the database, meaning they don't have enough information to keep you in longer than that. They were trying to do life and death penalty, but it's literally impossible because once again, they really don't have shit to work with. They can't even bring this to trial, they're just holding you here to be annoying. I can try to lessen the 2 months if there's key things you can give me to build your case." Raising an eyebrow, Cepheus tapped his fingers against the countertop while thinking.
"I mean shit, I don't know. My girl, my kids- I got a whole ass baby at home." Pausing from what she was doing, Zaya turned to look at him weirdly.
"A baby...like a toddler-."
"No, but I got that too. I also got a preteen. Baby, toddler, and preteen, and this a baby baby I'm talking bout. He ain't even 10 months yet." Crossing her arms over her chest, Zaya tilted her head while leaning her back against the wall.
"...Since when did you become a family man? Because when it was me and you-."
"Man please don't do this shit right now, move the fuck on, why can't y'all grasp and understand when niggas are happy and just doing them? What we had going on was a good 9 years ago if not longer, you gon bring the shit up every single time I call you up to help me out?" Aggravation was clear in his tone, throwing Zaya off completely because she wasn't used to that.
He flirted most of the time, that usually leading to them mixing business with pleasure. When she got the call that he had gotten arrested again, that was exactly what she was expecting. Thrown off completely once he denied her, and now emphasizing the fact he was in a relationship. Considering he usually didn't care about that title.
