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⤑ 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐞'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕
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it had been two weeks since monae had that talk with brooklyn. she had been doing so much better than before, at least that's what she thought. she felt guilt from the words that came from brooklyn's mouth, feeling as if she had hurt her while trying to find answers for herself.
her mind also kept circling back to the end of what brooklyn said, ' before i go, don't let khia put anything else in your head that doesn't belong because these aren't just my doings. ' what did she mean by that? monae continued to wonder and wonder until her brain felt like it was about to explode.
"i need a drink..." monae sighed, looking up as she heard feet approaching her bedroom door, "girl— get out of this hot ass room, it feels like a volcano masturbated and came in here" khia said as she leaned against the door frame which made monae let out a small laugh. a fake one.
"um...can you please leave? i just need some time to myself..." monae asked, trying not to sound rude about it as she watched khia's eyebrows furrow "...ok" was the last thing khia said before leaving the bedroom with a strange look as monae sat in her bed, waiting to hear the front door shut.
monae let out a sigh of relief after hearing the front door shut before getting up to go lock it. she didn't want to be around khia, especially not with a feeling of suspicion that would cause her to distance herself from her long time friend. she just needed a break from everyone and everything.
monae jogged back up the stairs of her loft apartment, making her way to her bedroom before entering the bathroom that was connected to it. she turned the shower on and walked over to her bed, grabbing her phone so she could connect it to her speaker and play music but that's when her eyes came across a message that had been sitting for six minutes. it was from estelle.
' hey, are you free this weekend? '
that's when monae began to overthink again. is this the right thing to do? no, talking to her will make me a bad person, "monae get out of your head." she groaned while using the heel of her hand to hit her forehead three times, "should i just go for it...?" she mumbled to herself before absentmindedly replying with a short answer.
' you must miss my face but yes, i am '
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