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"My favorite season." Ben called entering the home, tossing his keys on the end table, with a smile on his face.
"You're such a retard." Summer rolled her eyes.
"Come gimme some love girl." Ben spoke hovering over Summer, as she sat couped up on the couch, watching a college basketball game.
"No."
"What you mean no? I ain't seen your ass in a week."
"Who's fault is that?"
"Man I was workin. I gotta get this money."
"Okay, and I'm not stoppin you. I respect your hustle Franklin. But don't come in here sayin, I ain't seen you in a week. As if I'm the reason, we haven't seen each other."
"Man, you buggin."
"How?"
"Cause I come in here tryna show love to you and shit. And instead of getting that in return. You tryna start a fuckin argument."
"I'm not tryna start an argument."
"Yes you are."
"You know what, lemme put it to you like this Franklin. I understand that money is your first love. I get it. But if somewhere between you and your hustling lifestyle, if you can't seem to fit me in; we don't need to be rockin. And it's as simple as that."
"Mane, you buggin for real. A nigga tryna make time for you."
"Well your not tryin enough. I've text you twice throughout this whole week, and I haven't gotten a response from you yet. Seriously, I'm not tryna force you into anything you're not ready for. And I damn sholl don't want to put my all into this, if you're not gonna give me your all in return."
"If I won't tryna put my all into you, we wouldn't even fuckin be here right now Summer. All this shit I'm doin with you right now, I ain't never did with no other chick before. What I'm tryna say is, I'm new to this shit Summer, so take it easy on a nigga. Cause to be honest, I'm still learning the ropes to this shit, as we speak."
Rolling her eyes, Summer turned her head, As Ben still stood hovering over her.
"You hear me Summer?"
Silence.
"Really? This what we doin right now? A nigga tryna be real with you, and pour his feelings out, and you gon sit here and ignore me."
Silence.
"Summer you got 5 seconds, before I walk my ass out this door."
