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12:45 ᴘᴍ ꜱᴛᴏʀᴍ'ꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴀꜱᴍɪɴ'ꜱ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛᴍᴇɴᴛ
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Since Wyatt had left i've been just chilling in the apartment alone. I decided to eat an edible and now i'm laying on the couch looking up at the ceiling.
"i know what it's like to lose do you??" I sang the lyrics of 10k Hours by Jhené Aiko. I get up off the couch and go to the kitchen to find me something to eat.
I grab some hot fries and a kitkat and go back to the living room. Right as I was about to open my chips, my phone rings.
I don't even look to see who's calling and I just answer it. "yo." I put the phone on speaker and open my hot fries. "u-um Sin..?" The voice trails off and I look at the phone a little confused.
"yea..who is it?" The voice clears their throat and I hear some shuffling. "it's Wyatt." My lips form an oh shape and I stop eating.
"oh hey, how was golfing with daddy?" I ask giggling and wiping my hands. "it was okay i guess. I have a question.." He trails off and I can tell he's not sure if he wants to ask.
"did you wanna maybe have lunch or something.. it's totally okay if not." I think for a second and look around the apartment. "um i can't today, i have an appointment in like 30." I lied.
"o-oh that's fine, maybe another time." I nod forgotting were on the phone and not facetiming. "mhm sure." I hang up the phone and toss it next to me.
I continue eating my snacks and I turn on the tv to watch Catfish.
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"boy you better stop." I giggle at the man sitting in front of me. I was at the club and this tall darkskin guy named Jabari approached me and man was he fine.
"so you dating anyone??" He asks me and I wave my hand taking a sip of my drink. "i don't really date. haven't done that since high school." He looks at me a little shocked.
"woah how old are you." He questions putting his hand on his chin. "24 and you?" He nods in satisfaction. "just turned 25 like a month ago." He wiggles his eyebrows with a smirk.
I gulped down the rest of my drink and looked at him with a smirk. "wanna head to my place..?" He trails off standing up from his seat. I nod quickly with a smile also standing up.
He grabs my hand and leads me to his car outside the bar. We get in and he drives pretty fast to his home and it seems to be not too far from the club.
