Z O R A ' S P O V
"Hello? Who is this?" Zora quickly sat up in shock and sat there contemplating her decisions. "Hello... Uh is anyone there?"
"heyyy..." Zora slurred, trying to sound as sober as she could. "I was just-ahem, um calling to see if you wanted to maybe.. like go out to like dinner or a bar or- or you know anywhere you want kinda." Zora sat listening to silence, cringing at her sentence.
"Zora, it's 2 am. Why aren't you asleep, are you ok?" He asked anxiously. "wait, Zora are you drunk?" Her eyes widened at him acknowledging her slight intoxication.
"Nooooo... I mean a few drinks, like 2- or like 6." she stuttered out. "ok so about my question..?" sitting up straight he rubbed his dry eye.
"I mean absolutely, but I think we can figure out the details tomorrow. Just rest your pretty head and we will talk tomorrow when we are both properly rested." She smiled at the compliment and nodded her head.
"ok, that sounds good, good night De'andre."
"Good n-" Before he could finish his sentence Zora hung up quickly and threw the phone. She sunk into the bed overthinking before she fell asleep shortly after.
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Zora felt someone tap lightly on her shoulder before rolling over and groaning.
"Leave me alone" she softly said. Feeling the pillow under her suddenly disappear she sat up slowly before feeling a harsh strike at her face.
"I swear to god Indiya." she said holding her eye. Zora look-up at the somewhat 5'7 woman standing before her holding a pillow with a smirk on her face.
"I'm sorry babe, but you need to go. You may not have work today but I do now..." Indiya said walking into her bathroom.
"ok then, bye hoe" I said, grabbing my purse, slipping on my crocs, and walking out the door. She decided on taking the bus home and staying there for the day. She sat at the bus stop listening to music when she received a call.
"Metropolitan Correctional Center." Zora knew who the call was from, and she knew she didn't want to answer it. Quickly declining the call, she tried to fight back the tears from flowing out. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the bus approaching.
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Zora unlocked her apartment door, threw her purse on the couch, and headed into the kitchen. She washed her hands and grabbed a box of eggos out of the freezer. She popped them into the toaster, grabbed a glass of orange juice, and sat on the couch. She opened her phone to scroll on TikTok before a call came in.
De'andre (Mr. tasty)
"oh, shit" Zora quickly sat up, placed her drink down, and answered the call.
"Heyyy... buddy!" Zora cringed at her poor choice of words and smacked her forehead.
"Uh hello, Zora. I was just calling to follow up on your offer." At this point, she was confused, her offer? What offer? She scrambled around in her brain trying to figure out what he was talking about.
"Could you uh, remind me what offer you would be referring to?" she questioned.
"You don't remember. Of course, you don't remember." He sighed, then it hit her! Last night she drunk-dialed him and asked him out "oh god how could I be so stupid!" she thought.
"you know what, this was a mistake. Have a nice day Zora."
"Wait De'andre- I remember!"
"it's fine you don't have to pretend, I'm a grown man. You drunk-dialed me and obviously didn't mean it, goodbye." He went to hang up.
"I swear I remember, I asked you out and, I was drunk but I promise you I meant it."
"Tell me, Zora. If you really want to do this, does tomorrow work for you?"
"Absolutely."
"7:30?"
"7:30." she replied firmly.
"Goodbye, Zora."
"Goodbye, Mr. Willis." She said before hanging up the phone with a grin on her face.
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Zora || BWBM
RomanceZora Carter is waitress at a Luxurious Restaurant in Soho. Working in such an expensive neighborhood has it perks such as good tips, but with lots of rich people coming in and out, she seems to catch the eye of one of them.
