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~February 14th, 1987~
8:10 PM
"So.. think you'll be next Michael?" Vanessa whispered softly as everyone watched the bride and groom dance the night away to Mister Mister Run To Her. Michael snickered and shrugged. "I don't know Van. I'm already 29. I still have some time, right?" Vanessa lifted a brow and smiled. "You're never too old to get married Michael. Never too old." Michael shrugged and nodded in agreeance. They looked back over at the bride and groom in silence as they stole the attention away from everyone in the room. Michael was a friend of the groom. His name was John Brown. "She looks so stunning in her dress." She complimented while grinning hard at the two on the dance floor. "Yes.. she does. Reminds me of my own parents and their strong love for one another." - "I know right.. Kat and Joe have been married for over a decade." Michael giggled and nodded. He tucked his bottom lip into his teeth and looked down. "You okay?" Vanessa asked, while leaning over to Michael's ear. He looked over at her and smiled. "Ye-yeah. I'm fine." Vanessa stretched her lips and tilted her head to the side. "No.. you're not. You're lying. You only stutter when you're not being truthful." Michael chuckled softly and shook his head. "Not another lecture Ness. Not right now.. please." Vanessa wagged a finger and shook her head. "You're lucky this dance saved you." Michael rolled his eyes and smiled. "Yeah, yeah." Michael muttered underneath his breath.
Their dance was finally over. Everyone cheered and clapped. John and Natalie locked lips and embraced one another. Everyone cheered and clapped. "So.. where are your immature friends?" Vanessa screeched while leaning over to Michael's ear. Michael chuckled. "Umm.. they're around here somewhere. I'm sure they'll show up." Vanessa inhaled and exhaled deeply. "Ohh gosh, I pray not." She wailed. "I'm going to get a drink. You want one?" - "No, I'm good. You go ahead and help yourself. I'm fine with my punch." - "Okay.. well I'll see you around. I'm gonna go catch up with some familiar faces." Michael smiled and nodded. Vanessa smiled and walked away.
"Woo man.. these bitches in here are fine!" Jay screeched from behind while approaching Michael. "Hell yeah! I think I found one I can fuck tonight." Mello said afterwards. Jay and Mello laughed and fist bumped one another. They took a seat next to Michael and cackled even more. Michael scoffed and released a light giggle. He shook his head and took a sip of his punch. "Boys.. stop being sick." - "Psshh. Man please. Like you haven't been looking at someone you wouldn't want to fuck tonight." Jay replied. Michael rolled his eyes and set his punch down. "Jay.. I don't think like you do. I don't see women as objects or someone I can just fuck." - "Man you lyin." Mello said while chiming in. Michael lifted his brows and scolded at him. "Why do I need to lie? I can have any woman I want. I don't have to throw lines like you fools do to get a woman to get into bed with me." He said while pointing his fingers at them. "I'm charming. I'm smart. I'm intelligent. That's why the ladies are so fond of me. In fact they've been staring at me all night. See." Michael looked over his shoulder and there were a group of girls staring at him. One lady was rolling her tongue up and down a cherry before devouring it. She pulled the cherry stem out of her lips and winked at him. Another lady rubbed her hand up and down her cleavage while biting her lips. The last lady opened her legs exposing her thong for a brief moment and crossed her legs afterwards and looked away while smirking. Michael licked his bottom lip and turned away while chuckling.
