Atlanta 📍 Inked: Tattoos & Piercings Monday 11:00 AM
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Amir's POV
This morning I had woke up at about 8:00 to pack my stuff up and take it back to my house before I got ready for work. I been at work for 2 hours now and it's been exhausting.
I didn't get that much sleep last night and this morning I didn't have enough time to eat anything, so I'm tired and hungry. It's almost lunch time, so Malik should be woke. I FaceTimed him and he picked up at the 3rd ring.
"Wassup lil bro." Malik says.
"Hey , can you bring me some food. I didn't have enough time to eat this morning. I'll cashapp you the money just let me know how much." I state.
"What you want?" He asks.
"Chicken tenders and fries. I'm at the shop, ima be in the back." I add.
"Ight later alligator." He says and hangs up. That nigga corny as hell.
My lunch break is in a couple minutes so I just sit there, waiting for the minutes to pass. Once they did, I went and sat in my car and sparked a blunt. After I was done with it, I got out the car and went back inside the shop, heading to the back.
In about 10 minutes Malik arrived. "You look tired." Is the first thing he says when he steps foot in the door. As if on cue, I start to yawn. "Yeah another sleepless night, but it's ight. I'm Ight." I say trying to convince myself.
"You don't gotta lie to me and you didn't have to leave. I don't mind you staying longer." He says.
"I know, but I also know you like to have company and privacy to yourself. I got my own place for a reason." I reply. He nods and sits the food on the table.
"I know, but I want you to get better and if you have to be at my house to feel safe, mentally and emotionally, I would want you to be at my house. "
"It's not that I don't want to come back it's just that I don't want to push my problems on you." I retort back.
"You're not pushing them on me if I want to help you with them. At least come to my house a few times a week or call and let me know what's up." Malik says.
"I gotta come over there today after work anyway." I say.
"Why?" He questioned.
"I left something at your house." I say.
"What something?" He interrogates.
"My nun." I smile, knowing what I was about to do.
"Yo what?" He furrows his eyebrows and leans his ear closer to me.
"My nun ya damn business." I laugh out, almost rolling on the floor.
"Whatever man. I'm finna go so I'll see you later. If you need something, call me." He says before leaving.
