Mr Cliché.

eight.

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S C E N E
8
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Mr cliche
Has a trick up
His sleeve..
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I still hadn't told Armani about the party ...

we were going to attend later on. I thought it'd be better if I eased the idea into her head while we were alone. I had just ordered both our beverages, as I made my way towards the exit of the establishment. An annoying pop song by Olivia Rodrigo played, making me wanna rip my ears off.

We get it Hun, he left you. Move on.

A tiny welcoming bell rang above my head as I got seated at the outdoor chairs, waiting for Armani to make her presence. It took her twelve minutes to get here as she swayed her hips my direction.

I raised my brows in approval. She looked good. Her high ponytail waved from behind her as she crossed the road, walking towards me. I rose from my seat, grinning slightly.

"Well aren't you a babe"

She scoffed, removing her shades and exposing her honey ires'. Her lips glistened like the rays of the sun, which made me unintentionally lick my own.

"You don't look too bad yourself"

I was dressed in white designer jeans, a pair of beige and white designed air Jordans and a beige Drew merch tee shirt (Justin Bieber Drew merch).  A single chain hung on my neck and I settled on just two rings.

"Where my drink at?"

I chuckled, gesturing towards the drinks behind me. She tucked the arm of her shades in the crook of her top before walking past me towards the drinks. She got ahold of it before pushing the straw in then taking a sip. I turned my attention towards her.

She groaned in satisfaction;

"Oh my gosh, yes. This is the one"

She took one last gulp before swallowing;

"Ight then, let's go before you nut at the image of me sucking a straw, whichyo' nasty ass"

I smirked slightly, walking towards my drink then taking it.

"Oh coco bunny, I'm not as perverted as you think"

I spoke, taking a swing from my classic coffee and cream.

"Mhm, whatever. Where's your car let's go"

I chuckled;

"Eager, are we"

I walked with her towards my car, opening the passenger side for her. She eyed me suspiciously before stepping in and placing her bag on her lap.

Even when I was being a gentleman she still found a reason not to trust me..

She's right though, she shouldn't.

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"Woah..this is your house?"