Finding You

Fucking Simp

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Santo Stephano
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*On the way to the restaurant*

"Hey, can we stop at the store real quick? I want to buy my wife some flowers." It's almost like his eyes are in the shape of hearts. He's so lovesick it's disgusting.

I don't resist rolling my eyes, "No. You're disgusting and a simp,"

"You're right, I am a proud simp for my wife." He smiles, "I love my wife."

"We get it." I need single friends.

"When you meet the right girl or guy you know I don't judge, you will be an even bigger simp."

"I doubt that's true," I don't fall in love. I mean I don't have anything against love. It just never happened to me I guess.

"I guess we'll see," He smirks.

I guess?

"So can we go to the store?"

"No."

"Please,"

*At the restaurant*

"Welcome Mr. Camastra, everyone has arrived." The host nods her head at me politely.

I walk into the room and everyone is gathered at the table conversing with one another. Andreas walks up to Narcisa with his bouquet that he wouldn't stop asking to buy. I only said yes out of annoyance.

Fucking simp.

Before going to my seat I give Narcisa a small kiss on the head to say hi to my baby sister. I catch this smell. It smells sweet. Like vanilla and something else, I can't quite put my tongue on it. It smells delicious.

I follow the scent next to Narcisa. The first thing I see is her eyes looking directly at me and then snap back to look at the wall. Her eyes are almost doe-like, they look full of innocence. She has long brown eyelashes, chubby cheeks, and beautiful fully brown lips.

She's wearing a white sundress with a brown sweater over it, and her hair is picked out into an afro.

She is fucking beautiful.

"Oh yeah, you guys haven't met before. Stephano, this is Kaliyah James, my bestfriend. Kaliyah, this is my brother, Stephano Camastra."

"Nice to meet you," I give her a nice smile and hold out my hand.

Narcisa had told me about her friend Kaliyah, but I never cared to pay attention to her stories. In the past, all of Narcisa's friends were gold-digging whores who just wanted to get closer to me.

I learned to stop paying attention when she mentioned her friends.

"Nice to meet you, as well." Her voice is an accent I've never heard before. It's sweet and thick and drips off her tongue like honey.

She places her hand in mine and I kiss it. Her skin is soft.

I like this feeling. Her hand in mine.

"I've never heard your accent before, where are you from?" Her eyes snap back to mine.

"Me?" She points at herself, "I'm from Georgia, down south." She looks away again.

"I like your accent. Carino proprio come sei tu."
[Cute just like you]

Narcisa clears her voice, and I step back and softly drop her hand. Kaliyah doesn't work for me. Is she a guest for Narcisa?

"Who are you here with? If you don't mind me asking," I need to see who she came with. If she was single. Not that it would matter if she wasn't single.