Pt: 3 - Recognizable

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Normal: Talking
Italics: Thinking

Normal: TalkingItalics: Thinking

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-1st person pov-

12:05 pm

I hurried to my car, gently placing all the groceries on the passenger seat.

After grabbing my keys from my bag, I started the car to drive home.

As I was leaving the grocery store parking lot, I received a phone call from Camie.

My car had a screen in the front that was Bluetooth-connected to my phone, enabling me to take calls hands-free.

I tapped the screen to answer Camie's call.

"HEYYYY FAM!!!" She immediately says with her usual enthusiasm.

"Hey Cam!" I replied.

"So, bout the party 2night, do you already have a ride?" She asks.

"Well, yeah, I was planning to drive myself,"

"Okay, no. Me and the girls are gonna pick you up in a limo I rented!"

My eyes slightly widened as I looked at my car screen. "You rented a limo?!"

"I got money, yo. I've done been a pro!"

I chuckled at her response. "Surprised you haven't quit being a hero yet,"

"Nah fam, the gig is supa lit! I make bank."

I looked straight ahead towards the road. "So, what time should I be ready?"

She took a second before answering. "Well, I've got to pick up some other babes other than you... So be glammed up by 7:30!"

"I'll make sure," I said, smiling at the road ahead.

"Well, I gotta leave yah pooks. I gotta smell godly if I want to attract some 10s."

"Okay, see you at seven-thirty, Camie." I giggled.

"See ya, mamas!" She said before ending the call.

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-2nd person pov-

12:18 pm

You arrived home and took all the groceries out of your car, floating them up to your apartment with you.

As you stepped into the empty elevator, you pressed the button for the second floor.

When you reached your apartment door, you reached into your bag and grabbed your keys.

You opened the door to find your cat, Michi, sitting patiently behind your apartment door.

You set your groceries down on the kitchen island and lifted your cat off the floor.

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