Two of a Kind

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Kamryn

"Man, what the fuck?" I mumbled with an annoyed face. I started rubbing circles into my temples as I walked to my front door step.

I inserted my key into the door and took a deep breath before walking in. I'm not trying to show how I'm feeling so they don't ask me questions. I'm in between being mad and disappointed mostly, I want to forget about what just happened yet I can't stop analyzing what went wrong.

Were we not doing good? We had good communication up until just then... I walked past the bathroom and caught Amari in mommy mode cleaning Aries paws with a cloth. They must've just  come back from their walk.

Hold up. Did Zendaya literally just see Amari and start puzzling shit together? Gah damn. I mean, I think she's studying Criminology but damn, she on detective mode like that?

I had a gut feeling there was something else about Zendaya but I ignored it. I'm not sure if she on her period or something, but I wanna give her the benefit of the doubt cause there's no way she was deadass. Her yelling at me and her tone of voice ain't sit right with me but I was hopeful enough that she would be more interested in what I had to say. Clearly it didn't matter what I had to say. I'm not worth understanding. She got assumptions that I'm not gonna sit there and prove wrong to defend myself when I shouldn't have to. If she wanted clarification, she could've asked and listened. All she wanted was to hear herself talk. She could've just text me all that in a voice message so she could replay it and hear herself talk, but it's whatever. I know where we stand now, so I'll move accordingly. I just can't believe she cut me off like that.

I was involuntarily stirring the food in the pan while "what are you so afraid of" replayed over and over in my head. "What are you so in a rush for" is what I should've said. Damn. I hate when I think of good responses after the moment is over. It's never in the moment when I come up with the best responses.

I finished making a stir fry with chicken and broccoli and covered the pot with the lid. Amari just finished pouring us some white wine into two glasses. She offered me some after letting me know she brought it from home. Apparently, she forgot about it until she saw me cooking. I'm not a wine person, but I don't mind trying it. It was a name I can't even pronounce, shit probably German or sum. I read the alcohol proof section and my eyes blinked excessively as I read the number 100. I put that shit back down immediately. Ain't no way. Haha. I'm in danger.

"Mmm. That smells good." Amari takes a long whiff of the savory aroma sitting the air.

"Let me get you a plate." I reach into the cabinet to grab a couple glass plates for Amari and I.

I fixed they both of us a nice serving of the stir fry that I prepared, grabbed a water bottle out the pantry then sat at the counter to eat. Royal came into the kitchen just as we sat down.

"Damn. Y'all having dinner without me?" She cried. Her facial expression would've made me laugh on a regular day, but tonight I was feeling salty and unimpressed.

"Yeah jit. We hungry." I replied.

"It's cool. That's why I'ma eat all of it tonight," she claims.

"Aye, you tryna match?" I asked.