🤍30: Mine 🤍

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Beyoncé
December 19th
Tennessee

I pulled up to the address Di sent me, ringing the doorbell a few times before she opened the door.

"Hi Bumble bee" She smiled big, her pearly whites all over the place making me squint my eyes. She only smiles this big when she needs something.

"Hii... Can I come in?."

"Yes ofcourse." She stepped back, giving me space to walk in.

The house was extremely beautiful. Had a big and brightly lit chandelier hanging in the middle of the living room, with most of the objects either in while, or golden brown. It belonged to one of her many boyfriends and I must say out of all the one I knew, this one has the best taste.

"So... Why'd you call me here?." I asked, squinting my eyes again.

"Why are you looking at me like that?."

"I don't know, you called me here for 'important business' and you're smiling alot. The you I know doesn't smile alot." I said with folded arms.

"Okay well, sit down first. Get comfortable, I'll get you something to drink and then tell you why I called you here." I squinted my eyes at her a little more and plopped my ass down on a big white couch. I kicked off my shoes, folding my feet in a criss-cross position. She did say to get comfortable. She smiled at me again before going into the kitchen. I decided to check in on Barbie to pass time.

B.🐝
Hi baby.

Barb🦄
My love😗

B.🐝
🤭. You had anything to eat?

Barb🦄
Um.. yeah. Amala cooked for us. Ngl, she knows how to throw it down in the kitchen.

B.🐝
😂, Well that's nice. I miss you tho.

Barb🦄
You just left like what, 20 something minutes ago..

B.🐝
Still. I love you🥺

Barb🦄
Aww, same😚

I sat for a minute staring at the message 'aww, same' who replies an I love you like that... Maybe I rushed it.. too early for the ily shit.

"Alright, hot chocolate?." Diamonté asked, sashaying out of the kitchen with two mugs in her hand.

"Thanks." I said, giving a faint smile.

"Becareful, it's really hot." I nodded my head still thinking about that damn message.

"What's wrong love?." She asked, noticing my current state. I signed deep, wondering if to tell her about it or not.

"It's nothing." Telling Di would definitely make things worse. She'll put things in my head that I would never even think of.

"You sure?."

"Very. Now what did you want to tell me?." I asked, blowing on the hot beverage before taking a sip of it.

"I want to throw a party." She said, taking a sip of her drink as well.

"Why, the hell?." She was in a house that wasn't her own... Technically. And she wants to throw a party, in the harsh cold of the winter.

"I'm in Tennessee.. I have to let the people know."

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