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"Niggas go over your house to be on their phone the whole time. Like what the fuck did you even come for ?" Tineke mumbled as she sat criss crossed apple sauce on her fluffy couch.

Pilar ended up coming over early this morning at Tineke's request but hasn't been off her phone since.

"I came even though I didn't want to, be grateful." Pilar mumbled checking her emails as she was getting invoices from her vendor as well as her customers.

"To hang out. Could've stayed at your house if yo phone was your bestfriend today. Pose to be an off day." Tineke hopped up and made her way to her kitchen leaving her nonchalant friend alone in the living room.

Pilar decided not to reply this time as she finished up the most necessary emails turning off her phone.

"You pissy ?" P grabbed the tv remote and went to Tineke's crynchyroll account to continue watching Haikyu.

Anime wasn't her thing, but after one too many conversations with a certain somebody who begged her to watch the show, she was more entertained than she thought she would be.

"Girl fuck you, go run along to yo short ass nappy head girlfriend." Tineke snatched the remote and turned the TV off walking out of the living room.

"Chill on her, for real though." Pilar's eyebrows knitted together as she was surprised by her friend's attitude.

"Fuck wrong with you ?" She followed behind and leaned on the room entryway. Tineke glared at her from her spot of the bed.

Pilar seen that there was chocolate candy wrappers everywhere and empty chip bags. Her confusion was not replaced with a laugh.

"You bloody and pissy. Tragic ass situation. Ima leave you to that though." She walked over and took a heath candy bar before pullling on one of Tineke's braids and rushing herself out the room.

Footsteps got louder behind her as she took off out the front door. Groaning and grunts were heard behind her as she made it to the steps,

"Fuck you and them fake ass locs !!" And with that the door slammed shut leaving Pilar in the apartment building's hallway alone. Shaking her head she made her way to the parking lot.

Pilar sat at home, in her creativity room as Tineke liked to call it, painting a picture that had not left her mind in a few days. She always had a will to draw or paint but she needed something solid, that she knew would sell quickly.

That's why her business revolved around clothing, but she threw her articular skills in it with the creative designs she had sewn on the pieces.

The piece she was working on now, she had plans to put it on clothing but not for the idea of selling. She wanted it to be a gift, but she thought it would be weird.

It was too soon to be giving such... impressionate gifts to someone she only started talking to a little while ago. Last thing she wanted was to look like an obsessive weirdo.

Huming softly to her night playlist, Pilar's music suddenly came to a pause, quickly ruining her mood. She knew it was about 10 at night, too late for anybody to be calling for any reason, if they hadn't addressed it earlier in the day or week even.