𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐞𝐞

𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

mostly a convo

chap

"solana?"

he put his phone down, looking at me shocked. "dave put me w you?"

"well dont worry im not very proud of it either. plus he said 'i have a friend who's interested in you' " i said, rolling my eyes.

"he said that to me too.. wait why aren't you proud?"

"rappers aint my type" i said, taking my jacket off and putting it on the chair before sitting down. 

"whats your type then?"

"r&b like yk?"

"who for example"

"well if travis wasnt a decade older then me he's like the kinda guy yk?"

"oh.. he's a rapper though.."

"let me live" i said, rolling my eyes "what about you? whats your type?"

"my type? don't rlly have one. i just like girls who dont like me."

"well i hate you"

he smirked "turns me on"

i rolled my eyes

"well you look lovely" he said, eyeing my outfit "white's your color."

"thank you. not much to really compliment about you. i mean you look good."

"wow ok"

"sorry" i shrugged, before both of us laughed.

"so what do yo-" he tried to start a conversation before getting interrupted by the waitress.

"yous want anything today?" the waitress said, rudely eyeing us both.

"i-" oakley tried to start before i interrupted him as well

"not yet sorry" i said, trying not to spark anything. 

the girl was blonde, wearing her uniform which made her look proper. she was chewing gum, eyeing us both before groaning and going away.

i looked at oakley and he just shrugged. 

"alright anyway so what do you like?" he asked

"well making music, i rap a bit, my cat, nala, i hang out with dave a lot and yeah"

"oh you have a cat?" he asked, smiling softly

I chuckled "yeah i got her earlier this yr"

"thats nice i have a cat too. her name is basic as hell. grey." he said, looking me dead in my eye

i looked at him for a second. "her name is grey..?" i asked

"nah his name is grey"

"oh... thats cute wallah"