★ 𝐓𝐘'𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐒 ★
                             Jᴀɴᴜɴᴀʀʏ 12ᴛʜ, 2021

" cant believe you made a bet you niggas sick." i said rolling up.

" son i don't know why you mad fa." aj said mugging me. " you actin' like you gotta do the bet."

" i mean what happens if shordy catch feelings?" i said sparking up. " you niggas straight weirdos, no kizzy."

" im startin to think he like nirah." mikey said running his hands through his hair. " ain't no fuckin way."

" nah i don't, you niggas just sick and weirdos." i said slouchin' back blowing out the smoke.

" dooter be out in 2 days, how you bout you tell him that." aj said, hitting the blunt.

" believe me." I stated." i will."

2:44 PM
★ 𝐍𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐇 𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 ★

" I'm out for my lunch break yall." I yelled as I walked towards the exit.

" bring me back something nirah!" ciara yelled.

" I gotchu." I yelled through the doors.

I walked to my Kia Sorento, getting in quickly because it was chilly, I swear I can't wait til spring.

I put my key in the ignition, turning on the heat.

I connected my phone to the aux, I scrolled through my playlist, finally clicking a song.

" young girl hard in daisy dukes, you thought you'd have a great night." I sung as I pulled out of the hospital parking lot.

" you thought with your hot rod and your fast rides, that I'll just fall inlove with you and agree for you to take me home, but was you wrong." I sung pulling up to a stoplight.

" 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒." i empathized.

" that i'll be impressed by your house on the hills, and the fame you claim, telling me what i can't get out of you, what you will do, what you won't do." i sung pulling into the line at the chic-fil-a drive thru.

" man I don't know what I want yet." I mumbled as I got closer to the speaker.

                                    #𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙧𝙖🐙.
𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙢 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙘-𝙛𝙞𝙡-𝙖 ?

                                                   𝙞𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚🤎.
                                                                       ʀᴇᴀᴅ 2:59 ᴘᴍ

" welcome to chic-fil-a, how may i help you ? " the worker said through the speaker.

" can i get a nugget tray, with no sauce and with a side of fries, and a lemonade." i said peeking my head out the window. " can i also get a chicken sandwich, with a side of fries and a lemonade."

" is that it?" the worker asked.

" no, can i also get 4 chicken strips with a side of fries a lemonade thank you that's all." I said.

" damn that mf fat." somebody mumbled through the speaker.

" tuh, its not even for me but im fat and im proud, whats my total ? " i asked flipping my hair.

" your total is 55.23, please pull up to the next window."

" mhm." i said driving up.

i unlocked my phone checking my instagram.

  @𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙨_𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙜𝙚

@𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙨_𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙖 : 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙖 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣 😩😍

            𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩 ?
                     𝘼𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩             𝘿𝙚𝙘𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚

" who tf." i mumbled as i accepted his request.

@𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙧𝙖𝙝 : 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮, 𝙞 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙞 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪 ?

@𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙨_𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙖 : 𝙙𝙪𝙙𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙡 𝙢𝙖🤣

@𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙧𝙖𝙝 : 𝙤𝙝, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪❤️, 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙗𝙖𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙡

@𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙨_𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙖 : 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙡 𝙧𝙪𝙙𝙚🤣
Sᴇᴇɴ

" damn i've been sitting here for five fuckin minutes." i said looking out the window.

" oh it's a old lady that can't count money." i mumbled slouching back in my seat.

" shit im finna get out and count it for her tf." I mumbled.

the old lady drove up making me sigh in relief.

" your total is $55.23." the worker said.

I nodded, pulling my card out my purse, and handing him my card.

he gave me my card back, and handed me my bags of food.

" thank you." I said sitting down the bags.

" mhm." he said waving me off.

" you ain't gone say my pleasure, okay bye bitch." I said speeding off.

2:56 PM

I arrived back to the hospital, I had 15 more minutes of my lunch break before I had to get back on the clock.

I walked in, handing ciara her food.

" thanks love." she said smiling.

" your welcome." I said walking up to the elevator.

I clutched the other bags of food in my hand.

the elevator doors opened, and I stepped in clicking the second floor.

hmm, am I making a mistake by buying him food? probably, do I care right now? nope.

the elevator creaked then kinda moved down a little making me grab onto the handle.

" hol on now, you can't be doing this to me." I said holding the handle tightly as the elevator came to a complete stop.

" I'm taking the stairs for now on." I mumbled as I walked down the hallway taking a turn.

I approached the beige door that had 89B on it, I didn't even think about knocking.

" wassup nirah." dooter said sitting up instantly.

" hey dooter, here I got you some food." I said handing him his bag of food.

his face instantly lit up, and a smile formed on his face, his eyes glistened, but he went back to the same ol mug after a few seconds.

" thank you I got tired of this generic ass food." he said taking out his food." that food be tasting like cardboard."

I chuckled, " you really hate this hospital food that much."

" girl, hell yea." he said smashing on his fries.

" I'm out though I be back in here to check up on you soon." I said starting to walk to the door.

" wait nirah." he stated. " you ain't gon' stay with a nigga? "

" nah, I'm good." I said opening the door.

" nirah stop playing eat with me." he said pouting a little.

" fine."