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"Fuck mane." Christian groaned, wincing as he picked the heavy boxes from under his foot.
"Aw hell naw. You can't lift now?" His best friend, Antonio asked, laughing at him. He carried three boxes of decorations, as did Christian.
He set the decorations on the long rectangular table. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and went back to the moving truck.
"You really tryna do this, Cj?" Antonio asked, grabbing boxes from the truck and placing them in Christian's waiting hands.
"I wouldn't call you if I didn't." He laughed, waiting for Antonio to grab his own set of boxes. "I like to avoid talkin to yo ass."
"Naw mane." Antonio answered. "You can't leave me alone."
"Ight bruh." Christian said, resigned. He stopped at the table, placing boxes alongside of the others. "Those are the last ones?"
"Naw but I'll get the rest. Since you can't fuckin weak ass bitch." Antonio joked, punching Christian in the shoulder. Christian winced at the feeling of his strained muscles before collapsing onto the concrete floor.
He had rented out one of his friends clubs for Evelyn's birthday. He flew out her sister and her other friends. He didn't known half of the people he bought first class tickets for.
He invited all his friends and family. They'll hopefully invite their friends and the club will be packed for her birthday.
He didn't mind spending all this money on them. It was for her anyways, and he loved her. He sucked his teeth at the thought. In the back of his mind, he thought it was too soon to feel so strongly about her, but he did.
She cared for him strongly and his son even stronger. How Evelyn cared for his son like her own blood made his heart melt. Even before they began to date she was concerned with Albertoe's well being.
He loved her caring personality. He didn't want to let her go anytime soon, and he wasn't going to. He just wanted to show her his appreciation and love, and he was going to. He didn't think he was doing too much.
He had left her at his house sleeping since it was 7am in the morning when he left. She usually woke up early, but never that early.
Antonio came back, carrying four boxes. He set them down and collapsed beside Christian, breathing harshly. "Damn."
"Thought you said you could lift?" Christian laughed at him, pointing in his face. Antonio swatted his hand away, rolling his eyes at Christian sillyness.
"Lemme see her." Antonio said, getting up and stretching. "Can't believe you got me here at 7 for some random."
"She ain a random to me." Christian scrolled on her Instagram. He picked out her latest post.
