POWER TRIP - SEVEN

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She on a power trip, she got me where she want a nigga.

BEYONCÉ

Houston was quickly becoming my favorite place to be, thanks to Onika.

Even though she was busy with work and whatever else was keeping her occupied, we were still trying to see each other as much as possible before I would have to leave again.

After our spontaneous dinner, she had work the next day and something that kept her busy the day after that so seeing her wasn't an option until the weekend came around.

I was definitely going to take her to the nice dinner we spoke about over Facetime, but the time wasn't right just yet so I instead asked her what she wanted to do. She very quickly replied that there was a place she saw online she wanted to try and asked if we could go there. I would do anything with her regardless of what it was, so of course I said yes.

Our plan was to go in the mid afternoon so we could see where the rest of the day took us. My favorite thing about hanging out with her is that we didn't need a strict plan, we could just go out and see what happened. It was just a calm hangout so I wore jean shorts and a grey t-shirt. It was just casual enough.

When I picked her up, she made it hard to look anywhere but at her. She was wearing tight yellow knit shorts with a matching cardigan and a white tank top. She'd always been so cute and girly, I loved it.

Before I even got to pull off, she was showing me TikTok's of the place she was so excited to go to. They were basically like Crumbl Cookies in the way they switched their flavors out weekly, it just looked fancier. Like I already said, I would go anywhere with her so even if I didn't understand the hype of the cookies, I was going to fake it.

When I was with her, things just felt right. Maybe so even more now than before. I couldn't wipe the smile off my face even if I tried.

I told her to pick out whatever she wanted and she took me up on that. She picked out salted caramel cheesecake, white chocolate tiramisu, Biscoff, caramel brownie, and white chocolate raspberry. It was cute how excited she could get over cookies.

We went back to the car to the cookies and Onika started feeding me cookies after the second one because I claimed to be full from all the sugar. She was definitely getting more comfortable, but so was I. We had to comment on and rate all the cookies like we were doing a review, it was funny but actually entertaining.

While we were still in the car, I got a car and I didn't want to seem like I was hiding anything so I checked to see who was calling. It was Drake, which meant it was work, which meant it was money, so I had to answer even if he was disrupting our non-date. "Hey, what's up?"

I could tell he was around a bunch of people the second I answered because of how loud his background was. "Yo, where you at? I haven't heard from you all day."

Even though we worked together, Drake and I were pretty close. He was one of the few people I worked with that I actually was also friends with.

I looked over at Onika before responding. She was trying not to be nosy but it was kind of hard not to when we were inches apart. "I'm kind of busy right now. Why?"

"This is like the first time we've been in Houston at the same time and you aren't trying to do but go to the studio. Pull up tonight, it's going to be a movie."

People always said that, but when Drake said it he meant it. A fun ass night couldn't hurt. "I can't make any promises but I might. If I come, I'll have a couple people with me though." I got a great idea while I was mid-sentence.

"As long as they're women, you know I don't mind. Just let me know so I can text you all the club details."

I started laughing, "They are. I'll text you in a little."

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