Misunderstood *DISCONTINUED*

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Later that day
kiandra✨

I watched his all matte black Benz video pull up to the parking lot and stopped in front of my apartment. He texted me and said "here". I grabbed my keys and told Ryan that he came and I'm about to leave. I put on my black cropped bubble coat and walked out the door, locking it behind me. I walked a little further down to reach his car and he exited on the driver's side to come to my side. He looked at me and gave me a little smirk, I already was growing nervous and he wants to smirk at me.

"Wassup?" He said with his hand out.

"Hey" I said giving him my hand. He kissed it and held the door open for me. I climbed inside with his assistance because I'm only 5'1, it smelled like vanilla and a hint of weed smoke inside. I never knew those two scents go together so well until this moment. He walked to the other side and climbed into the car and shut the door.

"So what you do? I wanna get to know you" He told me, cutting straight to the chase.

"Well, I'm an office receptionist throughout the entire week. Aside from that I love to write, thinking about going back to school for journalism, I like fashion as you now know. I'm a pretty simple person, I don't go out much either" I explained to him. He started the car up and the engine sounded nice and not really as noisy as I would expect. He pulled out from the spot we were in and even his driving skills were as smooth as his demeanor.

"That's dope, you work for like a law firm or just a regular office? I like writing too.. music though. I be rhyming and shit sometimes when I get bored. I used to go out with my friends and stuff but I stopped because that shit ain't no good for me" He told me, not taking his eyes off the road.

"It's an office firm called London's Inc, basically an international company printing and faxing to other big office firms in other states and stuff. That's cool, you have a song written already or it's just rhymes here and there?" I asked him. He doesn't spark me to being the musician type but it's true when they say don't judge a book by it's cover.

"Little bit of both. I just write off of experiences or how I'm feeling at the moment, if that makes sense. You got a classy job I like that, how long you been with them for?" He asked.

"2 years, coming up this November. Do you have anything on you right now? I kind of want to hear what you got" I suggested and he gave me a harm less shrug as he pulled into this big mall outlet in front of us.

"If you stick around with me long enough then I got you. Deal?" He asked as he pulled into a empty parking spot and turned off the car.

"Deal.. this is a big ass mall. I don't think I ever been here" I said as we both got out on our sides.

"Yeah they got some nice stuff in here, hopefully you like what you see" He said as we walked inside the revolving doors together.
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brent🥀
I watched her eyes light up as she looked at all the different brands that was in front of her at the moment.

"Where we hitting up first? I'm following your lead" I asked her with my hands in my pockets, she spinner around on her sneaker heel and pointed to Forever 21. I nodded as she dashed fast as hell into the entrance, leaving me trailing behind her. By the time I spotted her braids past all the clothing racks, she already had a small shopping bag that she picked

"You like their clothes? They have a great men's section too" She suggested.

"Yeah they're valid, I just never got into it but it looks like I'm missing out. They got sales galore" I said walking towards my section. They got some nice jean jackets and cargos, I'm not really a fan of jeans like that. We were looking around and picking up different things for about an hour now, I've been her judge for the past 15 minutes of her trying on different clothes. She picked up some high waisted black leather pants that hugged her small waist nicely if I do say so myself.