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She threw the chanel purse over her shoulder, she strutted down the hallway. She had just moved into the apartment building that was uptown. He pulled his pants up strolling behind her. She pulled down the plaid mini skirt that she wore. She pressed the phone against her ear "What Drake?"
Shamar slipped a dollar bill into the vending machine, he licked over his lips reaching for the orange fanta that came out. The strange girl eyed him before shouting at her phone. He shrugged leaning against the wall, he cracked the seal on the fanta.
She sighed stuffing the dollar bill into the vending machine. "Drake I know you're still seeing that girl, just stop calling me.. you can just be with her." She hung up. She let out a breath slamming her hand against the vending machine "Give me my drink you stupid shit." She grumbled.
Shamar ignored the girl, he continued walking towards the elevator "Um hi excuse me." A soft voice ringed behind him. "Yea?" He came face to face her. "Can you help me with getting my drink out of this thing please?" She flashed a smile. He nodded "Yea." He turned walking towards the vending machine. "See ya' money didn't go in." He chuckled pulling a dollar bill out of his pocket. "I didn't even notice." She chuckled.
He slipped the dollar into the machine "See now it's out." Shamar grabbed the beverage towering over her. "Hea'." He handed it to her. "Thankyou." She smiled. He flashed his golden smile "it's no problem." The two stared at each other awkwardly "Um, I'm Shayla I just moved into this building I live down the hall." She ended the silence by introducing herself. "I'm Shamar I live down the hall too numba' 9 if you need anything."
"You're my neighbor I'm 10 but Nice meeting you Shamar I don't wanna be late on the first day at the office." She flashed him a smile before walking off.
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Bree sat on the couch flipping through random Instagram post "Social media is boring today." She muttered refreshing her page. She chuckled double tapping the picture Drake posted boo'd up with his girls that was captioned missing you. "Atleast he's happy." She chuckled lifting up from the couch. Shamar stood outside Bree's front door. She pulled the door open "About time you showed up what took you so long?" She placed her hands on her waist.
"I got caught up." He shrugged pealing the fridge open "You cookin' tonight?" He eyed her. "Nope, but there's left overs." She sat at the kitchen island. "A'ight but I'm about to go make a run." He pecked her cheek. "Really? You came over here just to leave?" She frowned. "Nah I came over hea' to give you somethin'." He shook his head. He pulled the slim rectangular box from his pocket. "What is it?" She smiled. "Somethin' but I gotta go ima be back tonight." He placed the box on the counter.
After Shamar left the apartment Bree opened up the box. She was a little excited because she wasn't exactly sure about what it was. "Ugh I hate surprises." She mumbled pulling the top off of the box. A gold bracelet filled with decorative charms she smiled a little holding it up. A wrinkled piece of paper sat below the bracelet.
"You know you mines right?"
"To be continued."
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Yea I know this short asf. But the other half will be great.
