The Photographer

C21.

It's been a week since Fatima arrived at Marilyn's house, and she's genuinely enjoying herself. Marilyn is the only person who can bring out a different side of her especially when they go out together.

Since the night Fatima went to club Eden, she hasn't returned, She had her fair share of all the dicks she seen that day. Despite this, she frequents other clubs without strippers. Dime came to Marilyn's house the day after and apologized to Fatima, explaining to why she reacted they way she did but Fatima wasn't going for it because she wasn't with the disrespectful shit. 

While Fatima doesn't tolerate disrespect lightly, she somewhat accepted the apology, not wanting Dime to lose her job. 

Today is the day before Fatima heads back home, she's decided to unwind with Amp and Marilyn, embracing the carefree lifestyle she's experienced during her stay.

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"Okay so your leaving today what do you plan on doing before you leave."

"We can just relax today I'm still hangover from lastnight." Fatima tells Marilyn as she holds her head

Laughs "bet your ass is, my phone is filled with videos of you acting crazy." Amp said taking a seat next to Fatima 

"Delete them now I'm not playing with you guys"

"Amp did you get when she was on the bar top twerking and all the men was just staring at her"

"I did and I'ma send it for Ms Wilson so she could see how her daughter gets down".

"I wish the fuck you would do some stupid shit like that I'm not playing with you Amp don't send my mama that."

"Oh that hangover left quick didn't it."Amp said as he burst out Laughing 

Laughs "It sure did you probably got her head spinning more than it was before."

"Yall are annoying I'm going to bed I feel like throwing up right now." Fatima said as she gets up 

"Don't sleep whole day T, This is your last day here and I'm probably not going to see you for the next ten years." Marilyn shout as Fatima walks up stairs to her room.

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Fatima woke back up from her nap her head was no longer spinning and she could finally walk straight, the need to throw up subside.

Rolling out of bed she went to pick out her clothes before going to shower but before she could even do that her phone started ringing.

"Hello." Fatima answered the unknown number

"Hey I hope I'm not bothering right now."

"No your not I just don't know who I'm talking to right now."

"Shit my bad it's Zachary Taylor I don't know if you remember me but we did a photo shoot together."

"Oh I remember you, how are you?" 

"I'm fine and you?"

"At this moment I'm the best I have ever been." 

"I love to hear that but before I get lost in talking to you I called you to tell you that their is this magazine that wants to work with me."

"Ou your doing big things I see." Fatima says as she smiles on the other end of the phone 

"I'll say that's because of you they saw the first shoot that we did and wanted to work with me."

"All I did was took the photos but it's all your face on it."

Smiling "So basically what you tryna say is I look good."