Invisible String Of Love

Cupid Fucked Up

After her encounter with the mysterious person in Clay's Therapy Office a few days prior, their features remained attached in her memory: the elegant curve of their Nubian nose, the allure of their heart-shaped lips, and the captivating depth of their round eyes. Their mocha skin, harmonizing with the tones of their hair and eyes, exuded confidence, even in the choice of revealing attire.

Intrigued by this enigmatic individual, she found herself drawn to them, despite her usual avoidance of people following a traumatic experience. Sitting on the gym bench, lost in thought once more, she momentarily forgot about her agreed-upon date with Tom, the guy she had shared in Clay about.

"Kai to earth! Hello?" Tom's voice broke through her daydream, bringing her back to the present.

"Oh, right, sorry. Where are we again?" She replied, momentarily distracted.

"It's cool, I'll pick you up at 7, alright?" Tom said with a gentle smile, showing his concern for Kaira as he wondered what might be troubling her.

"Okay." She replied, getting up to head towards the locker room. Tom watched her go, feeling a hint of rejection and questioning if he was doing something wrong in his interactions with Kaira.

As Kaira showered, she couldn't shake the thought of possibly seeing the mysterious person again at her upcoming appointment with Clay. After finishing her shower, she quickly dried off and changed into her casual clothes: a black shirt with a band design, a red flannel, boyfriend jeans, and red Converse sneakers. With her mind on other things, she biked back to her apartment, listening to "Lovers Rock" by TV Girl along the way.

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Arriving at her apartment, Kai spotted her roommate Riya (Riri for short) in the living room, engrossed in practicing her model walks. Riya, wearing a tight short dress and wearing light makeup, remained oblivious to Kai's presence as she focused on perfecting her strides.

Kai stood with hands on hips, clearing her throat to get Riri's attention. "Excuse me, Ms. Bella Hadid, are you done?" She asked firmly, tapping her foot impatiently.

As Riya turned, she greeted Kai with a jest, "Oh, shit! Kai, you came back! I thought you finally killed yourself!" Strutting over, she delicately kissed Kai on the cheek.

Kai chuckled softly "I just wish, but here we are. Can you please let me borrow another dress, Tom asked me again..." She pleaded with a mockingly sweet tone, looking at her with puppy eyes.

"Again?! That man is really persistent. Alright, fine...." Riri's disbelief was evident on her face; she couldn't grasp anyone being more persistent than Tom. Despite it being only their 5th date, she pondered that it should have been 13 if Kai always said yes.

She then walked towards her large pink closet, revealing an array of fancy dresses, ranging from light femme to dark femme. Selecting a specific dress for Kai, one that suited her perfectly, she handed it over, cautioning.

"Here! Don't ruin that or else I'll..."

"I know! You've said it a thousand times." Kai groaned, heading towards the bathroom.

"Just reminding you! And tell me if you also need your makeup." Riya replied, before resuming her earlier activities.

In the bathroom, after Kai tried on the dress and admired how it looked on her, she couldn't shake the feeling of discomfort and unease, feeling out of place in feminine attire as she was used to wearing masculine clothing. She emerged from the bathroom, walking towards Riri as if the dress hugged her tightly.

"Here's my little tomboy." Riri joked, sitting down on her pink vanity chair surrounded by expensive makeup on her desk.

"Take a seat." She said, motioning for Kai to sit in front of her. As Kai complied, the differences between the two best friends became evident, especially in their styles and lifestyles.