Allure sat at an empty table in the break room enjoying her lunch—by herself of course, she was eating a Cobb salad from Chick-fil-A accompanied with a half and half. She scrolled through TikTok as she ate her meal. The presence of someone sitting across from her caught her attention, causing her to look up. Kyren sat there with his head in his iPhone.
Allure continued doing what she was doing, she hadn't had any problems with Kyren lately—so she assumed he must've got laid. Nonetheless, she was glad he stopped being on the weird shit. He was an attractive guy, but it made him ugly.
"Yo friend gone huh?" Kyren broke the silence, speaking of Michelle. Allure shrugged, "You the manager, you should know."
Kyren lightly chuckled, "I'm just trynna make conversation with you, that's it. Chill." Allure didn't reply, she wasn't super fond of Kyren and he knew it—well, she hoped he did.
"I know we didn't start off on the best foot, but that's on me. I admit I liked you and felt a lil way when you didn't wanna go out with me." Kyren explained, Allure looked up at him with a blank expression. "You're a beautiful, ambitious, and smart girl and I wanted to get to know you." He added, Allure simply grilled him. She didn't notice how much he looked like Brent Faiyaz until now. Smooth brown skin and coily hair that he mostly kept braided, she could only remember seeing him wear it in a fro once.
"How sweet, but I'd never go there with you. You abused your power out of anger and that showed me what kinda person you are." Allure spoke before getting up to throw her trash away, she sipped the last of her half and half before throwing that away as well.
"I respect it." Kyren threw his hands up in surrender, "I just don't want any bad blood between us." He added, Allure eyed him as she hummed "Hm." And walked out of the break room to clock back in.
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Allure dived on her bed and grabbed her phone, a message from Moo. Now that he had a phone, when they weren't on the phone they were texting. This took Allure back to high school, when you'd text a boy all night—ruining your sleep schedule for him. A big kool aid smile graced Allure's face as she replied to his message.
Allure's smile faded as she randomly remembered Char's words, "You'll never be shit but up under that hood nigga."
Allure prayed the situation changed, she knew Moo had much more to offer in life—and so did she. She was lowkey happy that she wasn't on good terms with Char right now, she knew she wouldn't have heard the end of it about Moo being locked up. The phone buzzed, grabbing Allure's attention. She looked at the message, seeing that Moo asked her to call him.
She pressed his new contact before putting the phone on speaker, a few rings in he answered the phone. Allure was surprised to hear so much commotion in the back since it was nighttime.
"What you doing Tink?" Moo questioned, "Nothing." Allure answered as she eyed her nails, "Probably finna watch Martin till I fall asleep." She added.
"I couldn't go to sleep without hearing yo country ass talk." Moo joked, causing Allure to chuckle. "I'm not country, I'm southern." Allure playfully fussed.
