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"We're done for the day, please you all go home." Blitz chuckled at his own antics.
The cast laughs in return, but they are so relieved to hear those wonderful words. Working for so many hours a day can be stressful and straining, so going home was their way to escape.
"We all should go out and celebrate." Taraji said to Fantasia and Danielle.
"Celebrate what exactly?" Tasia, who was packing her belongings, looked up in confusion.
"Celebrate us being us."
"I'm always ready to celebrate. Let me call my husband though. You know how he is." Danielle smiled, stepping out of the room.
"I don't know how yall do it." Taraji said with a sigh.
"Do what?"
"Being tied down to someone. I like to be free, like a butterfly. Do what I want, when I want."
"A butterfly? I think you're still tapped in to shug." Tasia laughed, showing all her teeth.
"You think I'm playing. Chile please. Anyway, are you coming or not?"
"Thank you, but no. I have to go home and walk my dog."
"Wal- Walk your dog? You know, I'm starting to think you don't have no damn dog." Taraji looked at Fantasia, squinting her eyes.
"I do have a dog, how you gon tell me?"
"Because, I can read right through all of that. You don't have a dog."
Fantasia looked around the room, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. She officially got caught up. It was going great, but of course Taraji would be the one to catch her. Taraji was good at that type of thing, reading people.
"See, your cheeks are turning red as that dress I just took off." Taraji laughed, "why you lie about having a dog Tasia?"
"I don't know, I was trying to sharpen up my acting skills and it worked." Tasia laughed in return.
"You're a mess."

With a lot of convincing, Taraji finally got Fantasia to go out. Taraji was the only one who would be able to do that, push Tasia out of her comfort zone. She allowed her to feel comfortable which only helped her open up even more.
"You don't need not another drink." Fantasia said, grabbing Taraji's glass from her hand.
"Girl, I'm grown and single. I can drink as much as I like." Taraji rolled her eyes, snatching the drink back.
"Nah, I think you need to slow down, boo. We need you to be conscious the rest of the night." Danielle spoke with a small smile.
"I do this every other weekend, trust. I know how to handle myself."
"Alright girl."
As the three women continued to laugh and drink, Danielle cut their outing short. She wasn't used to being out late, and honestly she just missed her husband.
"Yall can go, I have room for a few more drinks." Taraji spoke drunkenly, she definitely didn't need another drink now.
"I'm staying with you, I refuse to leave you here in this state." Fantasia shook her head at her outing friend.
"Alright, see you all next week. Love you both." Danielle hugged both women, before leaving the bar.
Fantasia and Taraji stayed a little while longer, and finally Fantasia got Taraji to leave.
"I'm driving you home, get in." Fantasia said, opening the passenger door.
"So bossy." Taraji rolled her eyes, getting in.
"I can't believe you drank that much."
"Honey, that was nothing. But thank you for staying."
"Raji, you know me girl. I couldn't leave you there all vulnerable. People are crazy nowadays."
"You got that right."

Fantasia pulled up to the hotel that Taraji was staying in. Silence filled the air, before Fantasia spoke.
"Thank you for tonight. I don't get out much, I really needed this."
"Of course. I need to break you out of that little shell of yours." Taraji smiled, making eye contact with Fantasia.
"Well, I'm working on it."
Taraji, still staring at Tasia, leaned in towards her. Their faces almost touching.
"Are you okay going in by yourself?" Tasia spoke, trying to break this unwanted moment.
"Yep, thank you again for the ride."
Now disappointed, Taraji got out of the car slamming the door behind her.
She didn't know what she wanted, but she was mad that she didn't get it.
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Author notes: Hey guys, hope you enjoyed the first chapter. It was a little slow paced, but I will speed it up. Also just want to say that, this is a story that is not true. So please, remember that. Happy reading:)

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