"So you gone meet him?" Nique asked an exauhsted Zhadé who stood beside her bestfriend while playing with the rem of her pink tights she wore.
"Girl ion even wanna think about that right now, I'm tired." Zhadé wined tapping her feet lightly against the tile floor. The work out she had just finished had burned her out more than usual.
Due to them missing their last session, Zhadé's personal trainer had forced the girls to work double as much as they usually did. Nique wasn't too fazed by it since she'd overworked herself anyways all the time. But for a beginner like Zhadé herself who'd only started a month ago, putting in more effort than usual was a bit of a hassle for her to adjust too.
"Okay so imma take that as you not going." Nique chuckled moving forward in the water line at the gym.
"Well I ain't really got a choice." Zhadé shrugged looking straight ahead blankly. "I knew that'll get his attention of course but I ain't expect me to blow up like that or nun. You know I like keeping my stuff on the private side Nique."
Though Zhadé was requested by her boss to give her personal statement on Milan. Zhadé truly thought it would be subtle between their work enforce and a few staff members apart of the NFL. She wasn't aware that her harsh and unfiltered words would be broadcasted for the whole world to see like her other papers. Maybe she wouldn't have even minded if this paper was low in progress but it wasn't. Everyone had been talking about it for the past two days now.
"Yeah I know you do but shit maybe this what you needed. You're such a good writer Zha, even in the sports field, you're raw and uncut which is what the people need." Nique told her bestfriend honestly.
She'd seen of what her bestfriend could do and was capable of. That lil personal statement she'd written about Milan was nothing compared to the shit she kept in her drafts.
"I say meet him and tell him about his ass right to the mufucka face. What he gone do?" Nique looked over at her playfully rolling her eyes.
"Was we not watching the same game two days ago?" Zhadé raised her eyebrow confused.
"That was a guy, you think he hit girls?" Nique tilted her head, waiting for her response. Everyone knew Milan was a strong person with extreme build up anger but that didn't mean Nique thought he was completely heartless. She felt he had to have some type of boundaries when it came to these things, atleast she hoped.
