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Onika looked Beyoncé up and down in disbelief.
"Hell to the no." She immediately said crossing her arms and Beyoncé pouted. "Oh come on! Do you know what I had to do to get these tickets?" Beyoncé asked and Onika scoffed.
"Don't know, don't care. Not doing it." Onika said and Beyoncé rolled her eyes, taking the chance to sit on Onikas plush bed.
"Come on, it's gonna to be fun!" Beyoncé exclaims with excitement lacing her tone. Onika just couldn't believe her. Was she crazy? It's late at night, and Onika wasn't a night owl anyways. This wasn't something she's regularity indulge herself in.
"This is a one way ticket to trouble Beyoncé." Onika reasoned and Beyoncé shook her head. "You act like I'm asking you to rob a bank with me. I'm asking you to go a damn concert." Beyoncé whined with a clear unpleased expression.
Onika was extremely hesitant, "Have you never snuck out before or something?" Beyoncé asked and Onika shook her head.
"I've snuck out!" She claimed and Beyoncé rolled her eyes and mumbled. "Yeah right." The blonde mumbled.
"I heard that—excuse me because I rather not risk getting in trouble." Onika said finally. She wanted to indicate that this conversation was over with and that there was no way in hell she was sneaking out to go to an unknown place.
Beyoncé groaned. "Come on. Have you ever been to a concert?" Beyoncé asked and Onika nodded. "I've been to classical—" Beyoncé interrupted her by a groan.
"BORE-ing." She sang. Onika looked at her with irritation.
"Oh my god, you know damn well what I mean." Beyoncé said crossing her arms. Onika huffed and looked away.
"What makes you think I'm going anywhere with you? You showed up to my house uninvited." Onika pointed out.
"Nigga, and?" Beyoncé asked as if that didn't matter whatsoever. "I'm here for a good reason!" She exclaimed holding up the tickets once more.
"Oh please, you're here to be annoying and childish. And I rather not indulge myself in that kind of activity." Onika claimed. Beyoncé was getting a bit irritated herself.
She stood up, and uncrossed her arms. Show casing her varsity jacket she had on tonight.
"Listen, I know you're not used to fun. So if you really wanna let this opportunity go, so be it. but I thought I made it pretty clear.." Beyoncé trailed off stepping a bit closer to Onika. The blonde shoved her hands in her jacket pockets before leaning over. Her face was inches away from Onikas.
The shorter woman would be lying if she said she wasn't a bit nervous.
"Talk to me nice, or don't talk at all." She stated backing up and walking back to Onikas window. The tone in her voice made Onika shutter.
"If you don't wanna go, fine." Beyoncé shrugged placing her foot on Onikas bay window and getting ready to climb back down. Her excitement was gone. When she got her hands on those tickets the first person she thought of going with was Onika.
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RomanceOnika's a perfectionist. Beyoncé's far from her idea of perfection. But the blonde somehow manages to make the ice queen melt.