About Me...well him

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April 28th 🗓

Philip "Aight babe, I'll see you after the game."

Dream "Ok babe. I love you."

Philip "Love you too." He said before pecking me on the lips then running off to join his team.

Bae is a ball player. His name is Philip, but I guess you figured that out already. He plays football for the Atlanta Falcons as a line backer. He is actually new to the Falcons, he just signed his contract about a month ago. So this is my first time in Atlanta for a game.

He used to play for the Miami Dolphins about a year ago. Even though he was traded, he still has a place in Miami where we stay until we get situated in Atlanta. That's him in the mm. He is that caramel goodness that I just can't get enough of.

My name is Dream by the way. I'm a 25 year old law student. I'm not the typical outgoing 25 year old. I mostly keep to myself, the people I know and what I know. I never strayed too far before. I'm guessing my personality has a lot to do with the struggles of my upbringing. Can't trust too many people so I stay in my corner.

I don't have much family except for Philip and and my best friend Becalis who we call Cardi. I consider her my sister. Cardi is the total opposite of me. She is extremely outgoing = (loud and extra!), lol. I don't mind it though, because she is just what I need to balance things out. She gets me out of my comfort zone.

Now back to Phillip and I. Our relationship goes back about 3 yrs. I met him back when I was in my senior year of undergrad. I was working two jobs trying to make ends meet and to save for law school. In the day I was a waitress and at night, well...I'd rather not talk about that right now, but basically if it wasn't for Phillip I would have had it much harder than I do now.

Not giving him all of the credit, because I was the one who worked my butt off to get to the this point, but money wise he was my savior. Anyways, enough about him. Let's get back to my story!
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...After kissing Phil I turned around and walked over to my seat.

Guy "Excuse me, this not yo seat my girl sits hea."

A southern accent said to me. That kind of accent sounds familiar, but couldn't pin point exactly where it's from.

I instantly sprang up from the seat and turned to face the person. It was some tall scrawny looking guy with his arms folded across his chest and his shirt wrapped around his head. Wtf? Why is he all shirtless at a game? Inappropriate much. Smh.

Dream "Oh isn't this seat 102?"

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Dream "Oh isn't this seat 102?"

Guy "Yea, so?"

Dream "Well this is my seat. See?" I showed him my floor seat pass that hung around my neck.

Guy "I'm just fucking wit cha shawty, you can sit." He said laughing like I'm suppose to get his joke or something.

" He said laughing like I'm suppose to get his joke or something

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