Saturday, October 26, 2024
The Sycamore Kitchen
Los Angeles, California
11:50 amBeyoncé sat by herself at a table in one of her favorite restaurants. She nervously looked over the menu as she waited for her brunch date to arrive.
She looked at her watch for the time and saw the he was twenty minutes late. She wasn't going to wait forever for him.
She suddenly started to question why she'd even reached out to him to set this up. She should've known he'd just let her down, and now she felt like an idiot.
Just as she was about to leave, she saw him walking in. She rolled her eyes to herself as the hostess brought him over to her table.
"Hi Beyoncé," he said as he sat down.
"Hi Dad," she replied.
"It's nice to see you," he told her.
"Mhm," she said as she nodded her head.
"I was surprised that you called me," he said.
"I was surprised that you agreed. I thought that you didn't want to see me because how much of a disappointment I am to you," she replied.
"Beyoncé, I'm sorry. You are not a—," he started before she cut him off.
"I said 11:30, Dad. It's 11:50," she interrupted.
"I know, but you know better than I do how traffic is here," he said.
They sat in silence for a minute before she noticed him staring at her baby bump.
"You can go ahead and say whatever it is you're thinking. Obviously, I'm pregnant. Staring at my stomach isn't going to make it go away," she told him as she rubbed her bump.
"I'm just surprised is all. It's the first time I'm seeing you since you've been pregnant. I can't believe it," he told her.
"Well, whose fault is that?" she asked him.
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