"Girl Dream and Shirley gone be out with us c'mon," My best friend Patricia begged.
"Pat you know I can't, Anthony is doing too much." I declined again.
"Dally is he your daddy? No, you're a grown-ass woman you have every right to go out. It's been a while since you have been to the club with us anyway." She tried convincing me.
"You sure?" I poked my head out the door to see Anthony playing that damn game. He's barely paying me any attention anyway.
"Bitch yes! Lemme guess he on that game?" She guessed and I nodded my head 'yes'.
"Yes, he has been on that damn game ever since the season been over. It's like I'm just here to be here. I don't even exist anymore." I said rolling my eyes. "Or he either has his face stuffed in that phone."
"Okay let's go out then. I bet you it'll get his attention." Pat smirked evilly.
"Patricia, what do you have up your sleeve now?" I eyed her suspiciously.
"Nothing damn, why I gotta have something up my sleeve?" She sucked her teeth.
"Because I know you."
"Whatever bitch, we going out in an hour so get ready and I'll be over there to pick you up." She established.
"Okay, bestie text me whenever you are outside!" I said before hanging up.
Okay, I already took a shower i just gotta find myself something to wear and I gotta do my hair and my makeup.
40 minutes later.
I poked my head out of the bathroom to see he was still on that game.
That game ain't more important than me.
I wonder what's so important about those game consoles.
Is he playing with any females?
Because I swear if he is he gone get the business. He knows I don't play those types of games.
"Dally girl, stop overthinking now," I said to myself so I wouldn't start assuming things or speaking things into existence.
"Yes bitch you look so sexy!" I complimented myself, I put away my makeup and hair stuff. I grabbed my Chanel purse placing it on my shoulder and I grabbed my phone.
