Don't Overthink

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As I ran to the door I looked out the window to see that it was just my friend Sandy. I opened the door with an exciting grin on my face. As we collided with a hug Sandy looked at me and said;

"Where is the alcohol at we ain't got nowhere to go and I think it's about time we have ourselves a little get together or as you call it a girls day. What do you say girl?" asked Sandy.

"Well I say that it's time to have some vodka with some fruity cocktail drinks. I'll go get it, and make us some finger sandwiches while you relax on the couch." I said.

"Girl you be spoiling me like I'm your babe I can't believe you don't have a man, but what can I say we are private escorts. So that means there's only one code in our book, Chicks before dicks ha-ha." said Sandy.

"Yeah very well paid ones to but it just fucking pisses me off how every other girl thinks we are strippers. I mean there is a difference. Escorts like us, are for legal reasons of course. We escort people by using actions and services for a negotiated price. Usually higher in price than a hooker/street-walker, or a lady of ill morals. Them private dances we do require us to rub naked all over them. We aren't strippers because we don't dance on poles or give blow jobs in the back". I said.

"Girl you know you be right but people nowadays don't know what they're talking about you just gotta get in and get out. Just don't get caught or get into those hard drugs because then you end up in jail actually you know what I might? Maybe I'll just get us a pimp haha. I mean every girl need a pimp in her life to protect her, psh just kidding." said Sandy.

"Girl are you smoking crack because you're seriously out of it you better just sit there and calm down you have me going crazy and I'm not even drunk." I said.

As I walked into the room with a tray of drinks and sandwiches I headed towards the couch where Sandy was sprawed out like she owned the place.

"Girl I know that couch is comfty but damn you don't have to take up the whole thing." I said. Then Sandy began to scoot over to make enough room for me but before I could sit down I heard that beaping sound coming from my computer again. It was letting me know that it was completely charged. So I walked over, grabbed my laptop, and then finally sat down near Sandy.

"Hey Diamond wanna try and solve a riddle?" said Sandy.

"Sure but what do I get if I guess right?" I said.

"Uhh $20, deal?" said Sandy.

"Deal!" I said.

"Okay, here it is. One day a rich and handsome man named James Leonard was murdered on a Sunday afternoon. At the time of the murder there was: the maid, the cook, the butler, the gardener and the wife.

Maid: I was fixing the table.

Cook: I was cooking breakfast.

Butler: I was polishing the silverware and the dishes.

Gardener: I was planting tomato seeds.

Wife: I was reading a book.

Who did it?" said Sandy. I paused for a minute trying to put all the pieces together but couldn't come to a conclusion to whom it would be.

"I don't know girl who was it?" I said.

"The cook, he was cooking breakfast in the afternoon. Haha!" Sandy said. I began laughing with her because it even said afternoon right in the riddle. Well that shows how much I pay attention. Then I opened up my laptop and logged back into my Skype account.

I began looking through messages on my Skype from family members and friends but at the very end of my list I saw a friend request with a message. I clicked on it and then read the message. It said "hi, my name is Justin. I'm sorta new on here and I was wondering if you would wanna talk?"

I paused and then thought maybe a profile picture would show me at least what he looked like but when I clicked on his profile page to view it there was no picture. Maybe he really was new and needed help on working the app. The only real question was how did he even find me on here. I mean you need a username to look up the person. How'd he get mine?

"Hey who are you talking to?" said Sandy.

I hurried up and clicked on my friend Kyles and my conversation.

"Oh just Kyle he was talking about how he was so high and stared at a palm tree for an hour straight." I said.

"Palm tree?" Sandy asked.

"Sadly yes LoL" I replied.

"Haha leave it to Kyle to do something stupid" Sandy said.

Then I clicked on the mysterious guys message again and replied back. I typed "hi, I'm Diamond, I don't do this at all really but sure I'd love to talk and help you out with this if you want." Then I waited for the next response maybe this time I'll figure out more about this strange guy.

Quote time!!!

"In a world where everyone is over exposed, the coolest thing you can do is maintain your mystery."

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