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• Wednesday | April 11, 2018 | 08:02pm •
"you look good" I said awkwardly as I sat across from Emerson
"thanks, so do you" He cheesed
Ugh, I hate the whole dinner date shit...I never know what to say.
"Happy birthday...again" I tried "the big 24!"
"you tryna say I'm old?" He asked
can we just skip to the part where we go home and fuck?
"I'm kidding, thanks for dinner. can you even afford half of this shit?" He asked as he lifted up the menu
"I let Chris pick the restaurant...how dumb of me. in my defense though Pete suggested we go to Applebee's. that doesn't seem like a bad idea now though" I sighed as I looked through the menu
Half of this shit I can't even pronounce, like what the fuck is crème brûlée or crab crêpe?
"Hi my name is Denise, I'll be your waitress tonight. can I start you off with drinks?" Our waitress asked
"water...with lemon" I said while looking at the prices of drinks
"I'll take the same" Emerson said
"no he won't. give him the best wine you guys have please" I said while closing my menu
"sure thing, and any appetizers?"
"yeah some garlic bread please" I said
She nodded then walked away. Emerson was just staring and smiling at me.
"what?"
"you're beautiful, I can't stare?" He asked
"nigga you're getting the ass already, you don't needa kiss it too"
"wow so much for just wanting to compliment my boyfriend"
"fine...thank you" I sighed "and you're equally as beautiful, well maybe a lil less because you know I'm just—"
"full of yourself" He cut me off
"I call it loving yourself, because at the end of the day everyone can leave you, but you're always gonna be stuck with yourself so why not be you number 1 supporter?"
