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Zoe p.o.v
Chillin in the cafe with bryshere and Elijah

Bryshere: you okay baby

Me: yeah yeah I'm good

I went back zoning them out again

Elijah: I'm sorry shere but he ain't pay me again

Bryshere: you sure cause-

Elijah: gee told me they haven't been making money like that soo

Me: he's lying

Bryshere: what about his beloved father

Elijah: I can't find his ass

Me: they playing a game on you my nigga

Bryshere: baby baby

He grabbed my hand and started to squeeze it tight

Me: ow b-

Bryshere: Elijah could you give us a minute

Elijah went to go get a refill

Me: bryshere-

Bryshere: Zoe baby you gotta learn to shut up

Me: b but I'm trying to help you

Bryshere: help me. Oh no baby I'm helping yo ass

He let go of my hand and I started to rub my hand

Elijah: iight I'm back now

Bryshere: good anyway back to what I was saying

Me: Algee wouldn't treat me like this

I looked bryshere dead in his eyes

Bryshere: do we look like Algee to you. Huh

Out of nowhere I was knocked out of my chair and on the floor holding my left cheek. People started to stare.

Elijah: she just fell out of the chair y'all (looks around)

Me: yeah I fell (rolls eyes)
End p.o.v

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