Supposedly Closure

Instead of eating first I decided to meet with Maleek at the mall and consider dining out together afterwards. I did that because I didn’t know how I was going to feel after our walk through the mall while we talked. I wasn’t feeling him or the call I received before getting here; it was going to take a pretty penny to convince me to go to lunch. I was sure to wear my best fitting Balmain jeans, comfortable walking cowboy style open-toe boots from Free Bird, and pink crop top that supports breast cancer. I pulled my hair back in an effortless ponytail and tried to look comfortable but stimulating at the same time. I needed for Maleek to see what he lost and what someone else was sure to gain.

It was judgment day for Maleek, I had to be prepared for whatever daggers he had planned to throw. I ate a bagel with cream cheese before downing a couple shots of tequila and smoking some weed to help calm my nerves. The triple combo was the extra courage I needed to handle