Please excuse ANY grammatical errors.
January 17, 1993
~DeVanté's P.O.V~
"It warmed up from earlier." She shrugged.
"It feel colder." I stuck the key in the ignition and turned it to start. "Where you tyna go next?" I asked, turning to Tia.
"How does the hospital sound?" She turned to me.
I raised my eyebrow at her. "You breathin' fine right?"
"Yayas..." She is trying to be goofy.
"Then nahh, you said it yourself, you been in there way too long. So, where you tryna go?" I raised my eyebrow.
"The movies?" Tia asked with raised eyebrows. "Besides the premieres, I've only been twice. I wanna dress regular, and comfortable to enjoy a film."
"The movies?" I moved my head back. "You know who we are?" I raised my eyebrows at her.
"I do, BUT it's like three almost four in the morning. Not many people are sitting in a movie theater at this time. There aren't any HOT new movies, so I think we'll be fine. Plus, it's dark. Bodyguards, remember?"
"Yo movie just came out in, what? November. What about it? And what kinda theatre you tryna go to? The drive thru or..?"
"It's a historical movie. Who would watch that this late? Well, early..." She squinted her eyes at me in disbelief. "We can go to the sit in theatre."
"A'ight, let's go then." I finally pulled off after the car warmed up enough.
"Let's get to getting then." She laughed.
"What you tryna see?" I glanced at her.
"We'll see when we get there..." She sang.
"A'ight, be that way then." I chuckled.
"What way?" She laughed.
"Noth- nevermind."
"What was up with you at the restaurant, though?" Her face held a curious expression.
I cleared my throat, "What you mean?"
"I don't know, you were just acting weird." She shrugged. "Are you okay?"
"I'm good. What about you?" I said paying attention to the road. I know exactly what she means but sometimes we got to pretend. You know what I'm sayin'?
"I'm... fine." She croaked.
"I'm not believing that." I chuckled. When I looked over, I saw that Tia's face was flushed. It was red, but not the flattered kind of flushed. "Yo, what's goin' on with you?" I looked at the road then back at her for a second. She mumbled something incoherent. "Huh?"
"Pull over." She mumbled this time.
"We on the freew-"
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