Jaxon's P.O.V
I took her smaller hand in mine as I flashed her a grin and shook her hand. Many things about this girl intrigued me, and for the past few days I'd been observing her I had a strange feeling about her, unsure if it was positive or negative yet.
"Jaxon, but you can call me Jax." I replied, still shaking her hand before she slipped her hand out of mine. She remained silent, as she nodded, looking around the room. Was I boring her? "So, do you live around here?" I asked, not quite thinking over my words. Part of me just felt the need to ask anything, so long as I kept a conversation sparked. "You could say that, I mean I don't exactly know my way around.. Since I just moved here but, yeah."
Now it made sense as to why she never had company, shawty new to the streets.
"Aye, that's no good, well I could show you around if you'd like? Sorta like a welcome to Harlem tour , yanno, cause I know my way around and shiet" I said, making hand gestures as I noticed Rihanna's features lighten up, and for the first time she smiled, then laughed softly.
"I'm down."
Was all she said before we both exited the shop, walking side by side.
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