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DIOR PAYTON
POINT OF VIEW
"I JUST WANNA MEET WHOEVER MADE LOVE."
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"Just friends?" Gary asked as he poured himself a glass of MY fruit punch.
"Yup." I replied as used a tissue to soak up the tears lingering under my eyes.
"Damn man. I'm sorry— I really liked John and shit."
"It was a mutual agreement." I said. I didn't want Gary to feel any type of way towards John. It was a mutual agreement.
"So whatchu finna do now?" Gary asked as he sat a-crossed from me.
"We'll John leaves tomorrow morning so I might just go out to eat with him tonight to say bye, then come back and get back on my boss bitch shit."
"Oh shit, hot girl shit?"
"Shut up." I laughed. "But no for real, I open on Monday and I wanna be mentally ready for this next step in my life."
Gary just nodded as I spoke, one thing about Gary was that he could listen. For the most part.
"I think that's good. I told some of my teammates to tell their girls about your place."
I smiled, "thanks."
"You need some friends Dior."
"I need to make some money."
"You can do both." He said.
"I'd rather make money." I shrugged. "Only friend I ever had was John."
"Oh boy." Gary rolled his eyes. "I'm not finna be around if you're gonna keep crying."
"Shut up, I'm not crying bitch."
"Your eyes just watered."
"I got allergies, bitch!"
"Nah you're crying, ain't no point in crying. He's finna be in ATL, you're gonna be here working. Between the time difference and your schedules when did you even plan on talking?"
I stayed silent as I took time to think it through.
"Exactly." Gary interrupted. "I think you made the right decision."
"Shit I hope I did."
"I know you did."
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