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RHYAN BROWN JANUARY 27; SATURDAY TWO WEEKS LATER
"WHEN YOU LEAVE me you leave me for dead, I'm still alive," Rhyan sung along to the lyrics of Interlude by Hunxho, a Atlanta rapper who seemed to be one of her favorite. Plus this was one of her favorite songs by him too. "Girl don't leave me cause when I'm round you I get a vibe, vibe, vibe."
She was currently getting ready for the day. She had absolutely nothing to do and no where to be but lately just getting up and getting ready gave her more motivation. If she would've stayed in her pajamas while looking any kind of way, she would've been in a slump all day.
It was the simple things that she had been doing to keep herself afloat. Along with that, she had invested in herself a yoga mat. It was an impulsive buy but she wanted to try. Her only hope was that she didn't break her neck.
"If I fuck up, then I try again, try, try try." she finished up touching up the rest of quick weave. It was no secret that she was a quick weave girly, she had been since highschool. "I look cute." She struck a few poses in the mirror before grabbing her phone, pausing her music, and setting it up for a quick video.
Her stylist had definitely ate on her hair and she would for sure post the video on her story. Rhyan grabbed her phone, resumed her music, and walked out of her bathroom. As soon as she did though her phone had rang stopping her music again.
It was her mom, so she answered. "Hey momma. What's up?"
"Oh nothing, I just wanted to talk to you. How are you? Did you get the journal I sent over to you?" Michelle questioned.
"Yes, momma. Thanks so much, I love it. Especially all the colors, where's you get it from?" She frowned as a knock was at her door. It seemed as if everybody wanted to talk to her right now.
"Um.. Micheals I think. Or TJ Maxx, one or the other. Oh! And ya aunties pregnant again so I just sent you an invite." She spoke while Rhyan opened the door to find absolutely no one there. She peeked around outside, looking from left to right before the Colorful arrange of flowers beneath her caught her attention.
She picked up the flowers, red roses to be exact and red the small note attached. I'm sorry for everything. Can we talk so I can make this right? -zay.
A scowl formed on her face as she ripped the note to shreds and took the roses inside. "Oh foreal?" She stuffed the flowers inside the trash. "Again? Like the fifth time right?"
"Sixth actually. They ain't got anything better else to do. Baby, um how are you with everything? You okay, need anything?" Her mom pondered her with questions and Rhyan lightly smiled.
