fate : be destined to happen, turn out, or act in a particular way.
Often people try to navigate through life with their own plans and wonder why things didn't work out as expected. It wasn't FATE. We don't know it but our future is already written...
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April 26th | 10:30pm
"Alora, you got wayyyy to much shit ." Ariana shouted, going through Aloras large walk in closet.
"I know, I was thinking about donating anything I haven't worn or can't fit."
"Bitch you can hand over any shoes or bags. I got enough clothes." she said, examining Aloras handbag collection.
Alora laughed. "Bitch you got more shoes than me."
"I feel like I got one pair more than you." she tried to reason.
"The lies! Bitch get outta my closet !" she chuckled as she pushed Arianna out of her closet.
"Ugh okay," she playfully rolled her eyes. "Anyways where I'm doing ya nails at ?"
"Patio, my room ain't bouta smell like a nail salon."
"Grab the ring light and I'll get the stuff outta my car."
Ariana left Alora room making her way to the front door. As she opened the door someone on the other end was pushing it open.
"My bad." she said stepping back allow KD and Safir to come in.
"Hey Ari, you leaving ?" KD asked, giving her a side hug.
"Hey Mr.K but no I'm just running n to my car real quick.... Hello Safir."she said sarcastically since he was purposely ignoring her. He gave her a head nod as she walked past them.
"What y'all ain't speaking?" she heard KD ask Safir.
"Mhm ,"
Ariana rolled her eyes as she popped her truck grabbing her travel nail case. Since the conversation Ariana had with Alora and Brittany she decided to start taking nail serious. And of course Alora agreed to be her hand model .
She pushed the door open as someone pulled it, Safir pushed her back outside by her neck.
"Get the fuck off me," she smacked his hand away.
He ignored her, pushing his body up against hers causing her to back up until her back mat the wall.
She attempted to push him away from her but he was to strong for that. "Safir what do you want?"
"Ariana you bouta make me fuck ya little ass up man." He huffed, pointing at her forehead.
"I didn't even do shit." She sighed, avoiding eye contact.
"Who that nigga you almost got shot?" he questioned.
Ariana smacked herself over the head as she remembered back to Aloras party when she left with a nigga. She knew she had got her own self caught up.
"That's what we on ? Just let me know Ma." Safir said, shrugging his shoulders.
Ariana and Safir started dating about a year ago. They had an agreement that even though they weren't officially together they'd keep it respectful when it came to dating other people. Meaning don't bring someone else you dealing with around.
