Two weeks had gone by, and it was finally time to execute the intern's most stressful project to date. The "We Got Y'all" mental health outreach. All of them were able to put their differences aside and tirelessly work to achieve the end goal of the project. They managed to secure a venue, some really great sponsors, food trucks, and for the entertainment they booked none other than... Sexyy Red. Along with some up and coming artists in the community. To top it all off, they also had Delena Zimmerman on the panel of speakers for the day.
| Fatima's place |
Fatima was currently at her apartment, getting ready to leave out and join the other interns at the venue for some last-minute preps just to make sure that everything smoothly. The event was set to last from 5pm-9pm. Dee had also RSPV'd to attend the event because it is after all a work thing... However, she would only be coming a little bit later for the performances.
Fatima: miss girl, I work in finance, so I know damn well that y'all haven't been paid yet for the movie, so how in the hell did you afford this outfit? (Fatima alluded to LV set that Dee had on from head to toe.)
Dee: (smiles) uhm...
Fatima: (gasps) Deanna!! Did you get a sugar daddy without telling me?
Dee: (chuckles) more like a sugar momma.
Fatima: (frowns) wait what? Since when are you a part of the rainbow community?
Dee: me??! NEVER!! Look no shade to them but all this right here is strictly dickly.
Fatima: (chuckles) okay so then who balled out on you?
Dee: (hesitant) if I tell you, you gotta promise to not judge me.
Fatima: when have I ever judged you?
Dee: (scoffs) bitch when have you not?
Fatima: (laughs) okay whatever. Just tell me and all I can promise is to keep an open mind.
Dee: fine. It was uhm... Gabby.
Fatima: (eyes wide) Gabby Gabby? As in Zac's sister?
Dee: no. Gabby as in OUR sister (laughs).
Fatima: bro I don't find any of this funny! What did you do to make that lady spend damn near 5000 dollars on you?
Dee: I didn't do anything Tima. She just called me the other day, complaining about how her husband pissed her off. So... I assumed the role as her sister and suggested retail therapy.
Fatima: (gasps) DEANNA!!
Dee: (shrugs) what? Spending money is how rich people get over their problems. Besides, the suggestion was for her. I didn't expect her to buy me anything but then she insisted and you know that I never decline.
Fatima: I don't care how you choose to justify this Dee. It's still wrong from every angle! That poor girl is desperate for affection/ attention and you're busy leeching on all her money?
Dee: (sucks her teeth) you know... for someone who promised to keep an open mind you surely are doing a lot of judging! I didn't force Gabby to spend money on me! She did that shit out of her own free will so please stop calling me a leech because that's not what this is!
Fatima: so you're really gonna sit here and tell me that you actually like her? You're not just playing nice with her because she's rich?
Dee: Fatima, I'm making nice with her because she's OUR sister!! Whether you choose to believe it or not. It won't change the fact that we have the same blood running through our veins.
Fatima: (annoyed) whatever! I don't have time for this, I need to get to the venue before the guests start to arrive. -grabs her purse and keys-
Dee: Fatima you can't keep running away from reality. You and your nigga share a sister (she yelled out obnoxiously and then laughed because she was just messing with her).
