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s u n d a y
11 : 30 am
L O C A T I O N : stohess delights
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"dakota, you didn't have to come if you felt like crap." jasmine advised as i had my face in my arms on the table. i sniffed, wiping my nose and looking up. "i don't feel like it, i am crap. why did i have to get sick?" i whined and kiana moved her chair over from me. "i don't know but keep the sickness over there, matter fact..." she got up and changed her seat to be next to jasmine.

i gave her the white man smile in fake hurt and crossed my arms. "thank you, kiana. i appreciate it." she shrugged and grabbed her drink from across the table.

i rolled my arms and grabbed my phone, yelena texting me updates ever so often on what was going on at the studios. i hoped that she wasn't stressed because she didn't really communicate that with me.

she basically had all my duties plus hers and i just wanted to know if she was okay. as a friend and co-worker.

"bro, do you hear that?" jasmine leaned in and held a finger in the air to get us to shut up. i looked over at kiana confused and she gave me the same look. i heard arguing in the kitchen, angry voices going back and forth with each other.

"deja! keep your voice down! you are always so loud!"

"my voice down!? im trynna help you but you keep pushing me away!"

"pushing you away?! i will tell you when i'm ready, don't push me!"

my eyes widened at their argument because deja was doing exactly what i told her not to do, which was pushing zariyah into telling her what she was dealing with. i put my hands in surrender. "i'm not getting involved." i shook my head and kiana nodded.

"yeah me neither, having arguments with deja is like yelling at a wall. everything is about her about you."

i gave her a confused look. "about her about you?" i repeated and kiana nodded. "deja makes everything about herself but turns it into her 'trying to care about you'." she tried to explain but jasmine furrowed her eyebrows.

"i'm still not following."

kiana groaned. "did you not hear what deja just said?" she pointed to the kitchen, "mY VoIcE dOwN?! I'm TrYnnA heLP yOu BUt yOU KeeP PuShINg Me aWay." she mocked deja which caused me to giggle a bit. "zariyah is trynna tell deja that she needs to stop pushing but deja says fuck that and turns it around and says she's trying to help. this isn't about her."

i gave a confirmation that i understood now. "okay, i understand now." the kitchen door opened and deja and zariyah come out, irritation all over their face equally. "heyyyy, lovely...couple." i tried not to piss them off and smiled warily.

"don't start." deja pointed at me and i shut up, nodding. "are you guys ready to get food?" zariyah asked and smiled at us.

"we been ready." jasmine grabbed her menu. "i'll get a dessert, not really in the mood for food." i stated and asked for the tiramisu. "oh! so you want her stuff more than my own." deja exploded at my choice and i gave a dumbfounded look. "i'm sorry, what? deja i eat here all the time." i tried to calm her down.

zariyah hit her shoulder, upset at her outburst. "stop being like that!" kiana, jasmine and i all gave each other looks of not knowing if we should leave but the couple brought their attention back to us. "so dakota, the tiramisu?" i nodded and didn't say anything because i did not want to be in the middle of another argument.

deja scoffed and zariyah looked up at the ceiling in irritation. "guys, if you want us to leave then we can." kiana approached the two with caution. "no, i just think it's interesting how dakota likes zariyah more than me but i knew her longer."