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Devin Ar'mon Singleton

"I'm calling the cops," I said I tried to close the door

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"I'm calling the cops," I said I tried to close the door.

"Wait wait, I'm sorry. I know its weird that I know where you live..I live across the street, my bad." He said as he held the door open with his foot.

"Very weird, what do you want?" I said as I crossed my arms.

He smiled. "I stopped by to see wassup with you." He said as he brushed his hand against his hair.

He was fine af, He stood about 5'10 or 5'11 and he was soft spoken. Deep voice but it was so sweet and soft. 

We stood there for a few seconds in silence.

"So you gonna let me in or?"

"Oh, my bad..come in." I said as I let him through the door.

"What you got going on today?" He asked as he sat down on the couch.

"I'm not in the best of moods but I plan on staying in.." I said as I laid across the couch scrolling on my phone.

"I'm thinking about going to the beach and take pictures." He said as she observed my living room.

"Oh, you're into photography?" I sat up.

"Yeah," he smiled. "Its a hidden talent I guess, I play ball for the university too but I have a passion for photography. Ever since I was little. See." He said as he showed me photos.

"Wow. These are nice, do you showcase them?" I asked as I scrolls through the gallery.

"Yeah a little bit on my Instagram but nothing major." He shrugged. "My people want me to focus on basketball and shit. So I only take pictures on my freetime."

"I'll tag along.." I offered.

"Cool, let's go.."

I went to my room and changed into a two piece and slipped on a crop top and shorts over it.

We walked to the closest bus stop and waited for the next bus.

We finally got on the bus and we got to know each other the whole ride.

I wasn't interested into getting to know anybody lately. But maybe it's time for me to stop being a loner and open up just a little.

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