OTM
I loved maintenance days.
I had scheduled all my appointments for the same day because it was one of the few days in the month I had a fully clear schedule. I was getting my hair, lashes, nails, and eyebrows all done.
Of course, I was making a Tiktok vlog documenting my entire maintenance day but that wouldn't require much effort until the editing process. Part of being a content creator is being consistent, so I tried to post at least seven times a week.
I got my hair first since it was probably going to take the longest. I got extensions and then a silk press and curls. Then I went to my last tech and got a cute cat eye set. She did my eyebrows too so I was already feeling myself.
I felt good and I looked good. I was wearing a blue cropped shirt and matching workout shorts from my own brand.
India was my nail tech so I was going to pick up Popeyes for both of us. After all the running around I did, I was starving.
She wanted a chicken sandwich and I was going to get a 3 piece combo for myself. While I was in line waiting to order, I heard the bell indicating someone was walking into the store.
I turned around for just long enough to see Bey walking in with a group of guys. I quickly looked back down at my phone before she noticed me.
She wasn't wearing sweats for once, she was wearing black jeans a black Nike crewneck. Cute.
A couple minutes later and when I was next in line, I felt someone- obviously her, put their arm around me. Before I could even speak, she lowered her head so her mouth was right next to my ear. "You got no business looking this good in a Popeyes on a random afternoon."
Her low voice in my ear... the smell of weed mixed with vanilla and honey... sheesh. I wanted to be unaffected, but it was hard to be when she looked and sounded the way she did doing the things she was doing.
Thankfully, I didn't have to respond because it was my turn to order. I stepped up to the table and ordered my food with a gallon of and. Before I could even double click my power button for Apple Pay, Bey was handing the cashier money.
I huffed. "I know you saw me about to pay."
"In front of me? Looking this good? Yeah, no." She took the receipt from the cashier and basically walked me over to pick up area. She finally moved her arm off me, but only to look at me more. "What's different about you?"
I flipped my hair and slightly batted my eyelashes. "Guess."
She smiled and tilted her head to the side. She looked so cute and sweet, nothing like what Robyn described her as. "If I had to take a wild guess, your hair and lashes."
"Mhm. My eyebrows too."
"Mm." She was looking at me everywhere and it was making me nervous. "I fuck with it. All of it. You look too good to be out here all alone."
I laughed, "Me and my pepper spray are just fine. I almost reached for it when I saw you and your friends come in."
Bey looked back at them and saved them off. "They're cool even though they're the young nigga avengers. Thats who's throwing the party I was talking about."
"Oh. My friends were telling me they wanted to go but..." I made a 'yikes' face. "Someone else told me it wasn't a good idea, and I kind of agree."
Her eyebrows furrowed. "Who said that?"
"That's beside the point. I don't think I'll be going."
"We'll see about that." She was so confident she could change my mind about anything.
