【 a word from the creator — isn't he a cutie right here?! Oh my god.】
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As El drove home after leaving Lamont's, he sang to the music on the radio while thinking about today's events. It's official that Lamont is now a singer at club Hype. The owner, Minnie Lewis, was impressed by his voice. She thought he had that potential.
Lamont was so happy but not as happy as El was. He knew all along that it was going to happen. After getting the good news, they went to his place to celebrate. They ate, talk music then other things, he also met his mom who is pretty cool. He really enjoyed himself and can't wait until tomorrow night.
Stopping at the red light, El took this time to thank God. He was still happy for his friend. Looking over, he furrowed his brows as he seen Natalie on the corner messing with a guy who obviously didn't show no interest.
No matter how hard she tries, she won't stop until she hears that she's pretty. Once the light turn green, El shifted his gear to drive. He rolled his eyes then chuckled at her.
Opening his door, El peeked his head in to see if Margaret was resting. Surprisingly, she sat up in bed and painted her nails. A smile spread across his face as he admired her from afar.
Margaret look up then over at El. "Hey, I've been waiting on you." She told him.
El raised his brows, w
alking in. "Oh really?" He asked as he close the door, kicking off his sneakers afterwards.
He smirked and made his way towards the bed. Sitting next to her, he lead forward and move her hair away from her shoulder. He rested his chin there as he look down, watching her paint her nails carefully.
El redirected his eyes to her face, seeing how concentrated she is. He knew it was going to mess her up but he quickly pecked her lips then move away before she could swat him.
Margaret frowned as she look at her nails. "Eldra, you're going to make mess up."
He laughed. Margaret resumed painting her nails until El did it again.
"El, stop it!" She whined.
"Oh, you're such a baby, you know you could redo them over." He informed.
Margaret rolled her eyes and realized how messed up her nails were, thanks to him. El looked as he covered his mouth. He tried not to laugh but it made it worse when he saw what he did.
