Today when I woke up, I showered, brushed my teeth, washed my face, yanno all that good hygiene stuff. I grabbed my car keys to my Maxima today.. Yes, I have two cars; my all black Benz and my ruby red Nissan Maxima. Anyway, I hopped in and made my way to Encore. When I walked in, Malaysia was going off on Rucci.
"Gtfo my face Rucc(rooch) pooch. I swear if you don't back df up, imma get ta crackin' on dat head."
"Da fuuh, I jus' simply ask'd you fah a pen. Why is that a pro'lem witchu?"
"It's the way it came out ya mouth, bitch. Talm 'bout some, 'ayye bitch you got a pen ov here?' Like no, that aint how you talk to people."
"I was sayin' like ayye bitch like you and trinity be playin'. Damn."
"Lawd, no she didnt just try to play dat card, ik she didn't. Bitch ion like you. Plus, you got a pen in yo station so why you ova here? You just trynna start some shit, I knew you was a shit starter the moment you walked ya stanky poo nana ass up in here. My gawd, bitch you really annoying , you know that?"
At that moment, Rucci threw something in her face. Malaysia punched her dead in her nose. Afraid that Lay would continue to damage Rucci bad, I ran over and pulled her off. Rucci had a bloody nose, a black eye and a busted lip. Malaysia had a few scratches and a busted lip.
"Ha bitch loo' at ya lip, hahahahha." Rucci laughed.
"Hoe, look at ya eye, ya lip, ya nose, you just lookin' busted. I gotcho ass!!!"
Rucci stopped laughin' and gave Lay the finger.
"Ion like pussy, bitch Ian gay!"
I took Lay to the bathroom downstairs in South Lake.
"Yo, you good?"
"Yeahhh, I mean, I beat ha ass, nothing else to do now. Unless she come for me again. But I'm sure that ain't happenein'."
I checked the time.
"Well, it's you and Trin's break. I'm gonna go on to my station. You coo'?"
"Yess. Go ta work. Imma call you later. Trin might wanna go out tonight. You down?"
"Yeah, I need a drink to prepare myself for Saturday."
"Saturday?" Lay says, confused.
"Oh, yeah I forgot to tell ya. Well, I'll call you and tell you a lil later.. Bye, girl."
"Bye, boo." She says, going to find Trinity and go on break.
I went to my station, set up and waited for someone to walk in. As I was looking down, sorting papers, the sensor chimed, letting me know someone had walked in. Without looking up I replied, "Hello, welcome to Encore, I'll be right with you."
Whoever it was cleared their throat and said, "I don't need much of anything, except to know if you're down to have dinner with me tomorrow night?" I smiled as I looked up, eyeing Mario.
"Mr. Sanchez, are you going to come 'round here, lookin' for me everyday?" I say smilin,'.
"Would it be a bad thing?" He smiled.
"Yes." I say straight-facing him.
His smile faded..
"Ohh.."
I smiled again. "Only because I work here on the weekends."
He sighed in relief and laughed.
"Yanno, you had me for a minute. I was a lil hurt, slightly anyway."
I chuckled. "My bad. I just had to. So, what brings you by?"
"Well, I was wondering, if you'd like to have dinner with me tomorrow?"
"Of course, I'd love to. I'll give you a call. Forreal this time. I was caught up last night, I'm sorry."
"Ah, don't be," he began giving a pleasant yet forgiving smile, "every woman has business to tend to, I'm not going to stop you from handling' yours."
I smiled, "Well thank you or understanding."
"Of course. Well, I'll pick you up at 8. I will call you for you address tomorrow when I'm on my way." He smiled.
I returned the favor. "Okay, sounds good."
He checked his phone, I'm guessing for time.
"Well, I have to go. I'll see you soon, Leila."
"Goodbye. See you tomorrow."
He walked put and I sat there, waiting for the next customer. He's so, so........ So perfect, I thought. Hmm...

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Hard ToTrust
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