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The next day Dinah was in her home. The place was large and luxurious to say the least. She walked around in a silk white robe resting in cotton pajama shorts and a sports bra under it, she sat at her kitchen counter with her eyebrows knit together in frustration as she stabbed at her breakfast. She launched the Twitter app to find that Perez Hilton and B.Scott had spread a rumor that Normani was seen leaving Republic headquarters following after Dinah's publicist.

A knock on her all black wooden door caused Dinah to slide the turquoise tinted stool back away from the marble white counter and walk towards the obsessive banging.

A silk haired girl squealed and wrapped her arms around Dinah's neck who instantly reciprocated the embrace.

"LAUSER WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" Dinah screamed rocking the older yet smaller girl on her feet.

"I- um- can't- breathe Dinah" Lauren squeaked out. Dinah let her go instantly, a face eating smile on both of their lips.

"You didn't really think I wasn't going to come see you during your break did you?" Lauren said stepping around Dinah and beginning to finish up the breakfast for her.

"I don't know I thought you were staying in Europe until next year!"

"Nope. I had to come and see my best friend before she got back on the road. But I'm only here for a few days so quick fill me in on everything I missed"

She paused for a second to put the empty plate in the sink.

"Including Normani"
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Both Dinah and Normani arrived secretly to the rear door of the small cafe in which Dinah would be hosting a free signing style meet and greet, giving away posters of herself.

"You're out in 5, the fans are screaming every time they see someone blonde. A barista came out from the kitchen and I swear it was like they were all being murdered." Braelin exclaimed, chuckling out at the memory from not more than 10 minutes prior. Fans had been camping outside of the cafe since 6AM, the line was so far around the block they almost didn't have a way to sneak in.

Braelin coldly acknowledged Normani's presence before exiting into the cafe, earning herself a lot of screams and a few disappointed moans. "Where the fuck is Dinah!" being heard faintly in the background.

Dinah chuckled before turning to Normani. "Okay, I'm gonna go out first, announce that there is a special guest, and then you come out a good thirty seconds later for suspense." Dinah nodded, not even asking but more informing.

"Am I allowed to sign the posters?" Normani asked rather shyly, not wanting to intrude furthermore on the girl.

"Well yeah, duh, you're not just going to stand there looking good." Dinah said unintentionally complimenting the brunette.

Normani's cheeks grew a flame and she knew her face was a tint shade of red, even though Dinah hadn't thought much of the words that had slipped from her mouth.

"I'm not? How will I ever get the hang of that?" Normani gushed sarcastically, a small smile appearing on her lips when she saw a hint of the dimple that rested on Dinah's cheek bone. One of her favorite things.

Five minutes had passed relatively quickly while Braelin prepped Dinah and her and Normani got a few make up touchups. Dinah went out into the cafe after hearing her name being chanted and also hearing a few fans yell "She's always late!"

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