𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃

𝟎𝟕.

october 3

my home buzzed as i evened the application on my clients hand with a file. she wanted an xxl red virgincita set. apparently, i was infamous for being a long nail tech.

i set the file down, picking up my phone. "youn mind if i take a photo?" i asked my client. she was pretty. hispanic, 20 and had long red hair with red eyebrows. she's been to me twice already, and was getting it redone right after the other set

it'd been about a month since i saw her and my retention was awesome. i remember when my nails could only last 2 weeks before popping off. look at me now

"bitch you know i don't," she answered, scrolling on her phone unbothered.

"aight, put both hands down." i snapped two photos of my perfect application, one in 1x the other in .5. i nodded to signal im done and went to get a selection red polish for her frenchies.

my phone buzzed again, vibrating on the table continuously. "girl if youn pick the phone up," she laughed.

i rolled my eyes playfully but put the polishes down. "pick the one you want."

i looked at my phone. it was christian calling. i answered it. "i can't take toe right now, im working and ion want him to be exposed to the smell."

"i wasn't gon ask dat ma," he replied nonchalantly. the background was making him hard to hear, with the wind blowing and the loud music i'd guess he was on the road.

"den why'd you call?"

"i wanted to hear yo voice." i rolled my eyes. he been making passes, but i don't want anything. i don't want flirtin, i don't want someone calling me to hear my voice.

i can't even lie im scared to look at any man in a way that doesn't remind me of what malikai put me through.

i like to believe i wasn't scarred by him but in all honesty i was. so many shit different about me ever since i got with him.

i would like to forget i ever met christian and he'd just be my plug but i feel like me and albertoe already have a bond and i dont want to forget him

"ima pull up," he told me.