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𝙚𝙭𝙘𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨.

𝗥𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗱, 𝗖𝗔 - 𝟱:𝟬𝟱𝗔𝗠.
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𝐏𝐔𝐓 𝐘'𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍

I sighed staring out the big glass window. I haven't been to sleep ever since Rico made that comment before he went to sleep.

I couldn't even sit next to him on the couch anymore so here I was up at 5am sitting on the cold marble floor as I stared out the big glass window.

Honestly I would've left if I drove here myself.

I heard shuffling coming from behind me make me quickly look back seeing Rico who was now standing up.

"Watchu doing up?" He stretched.

"Can't sleep" I simply said.

"I'm finna go use the bathroom. Get back on the couch and come to sleep Esme" He said.

"No" I mumbled under my breath.

"What?" I heard him say.

"Nothing" I said.

"Nah watchu say?" He came over sitting next to me.

"I'm fine Rico" I rolled my eyes.

"Come back to sleep bruh you know I can't fully sleep through the night without you" He said.

"Is that all I am? Someone to comfort you?" I looked at him.

"Ard bruh what I do now?" He sighed heavily.

"What are you talking about?" I frowned.

"I obviously did something cuz of the way you talking to me right now. So what I do now Esme?" He look at me blankly.

"Do I just nag you or something?" I frowned.

"You complain about everything bruh like fuck" He spat.

"What do I complain about?" I mugged him.

"You complain about being sad, lonely, empty, unhappy, it just never stops witchu bruh" He spat.

"I don't complain, I voice how I'm feel" I spat.

"What I say tonight that triggered whatever the fuck you feeling like stop avoiding the question" He spat.

"Ok fine." I faced him. "What did you mean when you said I'm looking for something I already have?" I asked.

"That's what this about?" He laughed.

"Not just that. You said nothing will never be good enough for me" I crossed my arms across my chest.

"You want the truth?" He looked at me.

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