recognize / b.simmons

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ben has to go back to philadelphia in about two weeks, so him and amari have been spending everyday together. they've been going on little dates and getting out in the public more. he even went to her hair appointment and stayed for the entire 8 hour process of getting faux locs. he's in this shit forever.

currently, they were walking his dogs around his neighborhood, amari taking the smallest one on the leash. she was still scared of dogs, yes, but his dogs warmed up to her the more she was here, over the last week.

chopper, his smallest dog despite its name, sniffs at the grass and wanders over to a smooth patch, pulling amari along. she stumbles onto the grass and chopper squats and takes a shit, making amari gag. "ben! come get your dog!" she whines, turning her head away from chopper so she can't smell the shit.

ben laughs and comes over to amari and the dog, poop bag in hand. he commands bronx and bane to sit and they abide. "can you hold onto all of them while i clean this up?" ben asks, handing amari the leashes of the bigger dogs.

she gives him an 'are you kidding me?' look and he gives her one back. she rolls her eyes and takes the leashes from him and thankfully the dogs stay still. ben smiles and kisses her cheek before picking up after chopper. "bro, you stink!" ben says to the dog as he cleans up his mess.

amari gags as she watches ben and turns around. she didn't do dogs and she definitely didn't do dog shit.

ben finishes and ties the bag and amari gives him back the leashes to bronx and bane. "can you carry the bag? my hands are full," ben asks holding the bag out in amaris direction. she gives him a disgusted look and backs away from him.

"hell no!" amari yells. ben sighs and tilts his head back.

"'mari, come on. it's in a bag," he says and she shakes her head. she wasn't getting anywhere near the bag of shit. "i'll put it in another bag." ben reasons, as she manages to drop the bag of shit in another bag.

amari is less disgusted at the proposition, and she takes it from him just to be nice. "thank you. come on, boys!" ben says and the larger dogs stand up and take off, making chopper follow suit.

amari jogs a little to keep up with the dog, wishing she had tied her hair up before she agreed to walk bens dogs with him. it wasn't that big of a deal since they were close to his house anyway.

amari catches up to ben and pulls chopper so he's walking their pace as well. bens phone buzzes in his pocket and he stops and holds both leashes in one hand while the other digs out his phone.

he checks the screen and he has texts from lebron.

bron: me & the wife throwing a little dinner party tonight and want you to come. savannah said bring your little girlfriend so it'll be like a double date 🤣

ben: hahahaha for sure

bron: 7 o'clock the james residence brother 👑

ben: 👍🏽

"you busy tonight?" ben asks amari, though he already knew the answer. she's been hanging out with him and nia for the last week. ain't nothing special going on over there.

"with you," she answers with a goofy smile and he returns it. "wassup?" she asks.

ben mulls the proposition of asking her to go out on a double date with him. it's just lebron and his wife, possibly the nicest people he knows. "bron wants to know if you and i want to go over to his house for dinner tonight?" ben asks, turning on the street that he lives on.