Q's POV
It's this little shawty, Sevyn is her name.
Damn is she fine.
With her perfect coating of Hershey skin, her hair always looking nice, and she is always fly.
It wouldn't hurt to speak.
I see her at her job even in uniform she looks good.
I approach her
Sevyn: hello welcome to ..
Q: Look I want to say that you are beautiful.
Sevyn: oh thank you, do you want any....
Q: what I want is your number.
Sevyn: it's just that easy?
Q: I mean shouldn't it be?
Sevyn: Nah.
Q: I would love to talk but I don't want to hold you up any longer. So let me get your number.
Sevyn: aggressive hm fine *hands number* here
Q: cool, I'll hit you up
I'm usually not so aggressive but she was at work and I was holding her line up.
I put her number in my phone and her name pops up.
Hm I must have met her before somehow, I have her number already.
That's odd.
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