"You my dear friend, need to step out of this house," Magnus said to Starr.
Magnus was the only person who Starr sometimes spent time with or talked about personal or mundane things with. Magnus had been there with her through thick and thin, through unexpected hits and decisions. He was the only one who was there, when she made her vow. It seemed like he was the only one who understood and got her. He knew when to leave her alone, bug her, tell her the truth, and mince his words. So, she hardly had issues with him and did often enjoy his company.
"No, thank you," she told him shortly, switching between TV stations. She had been doing that for quite some time, she couldn't decide what she wanted to watch, all didn't seem to interest her.
Magnus sighed, throwing his hands up. "You are such a huge buzz kill, you kill your own fire," he complained, earning no reply from Starr as she kept on switching from station to station.
It was a Friday night, the perfect time to go out with friends and have extreme fun. Get wasted and forget about your sorrows, but Starr would rather wallow in them, and Magnus wasn't having it at all.
"Really Starr? Seriously?" he asked her with a frown, getting up from the couch.
Starr's face was still stone cold and plain, holding no emotion as she kept on switching from station to station.
"Not today woman," Magnus let out after a sigh, grabbing Starr's hand and pulling her up. "Not to-fucking-day."
"What the hell Magnus?" Starr shouted, trying to pull her arm from his grip, but he really wasn't having it with her. "Magnus, stop this madness," she tried to sound commanding, still trying to pull herself from his grip, which she was failing awfully at.
Magnus shook his head. "Today, we go out. Today, I don't sit and mope with you."
Starr groaned. "Do leave me, Magnus."
It was then his time to ignore her, pulling her to her room. He pushed her to her bed, walking into her closet to pick an outfit. It didn't take him long, before he threw her a slim strap red mini gown with exposed sides, having only straps covering them. "Oh my gawd, No. Way too much skin," Starr protested, finally seeing a perfect opportunity to run.
Magnus' expression changed from friendly to serious as he said, "On. Now."
Starr groaned, mumbling things to herself as she pulled off the oversized black t-shirt she was putting on, and slipping on the gown he had passed to her. She stood in front of her mirror, examining her look and curves as she said, "This is way too much skin. I'll be passing a message I don't want to be passing out," she complained to Magnus as she slumped her shoulders, tucking her butt in.
"All I see is perfection," Magnus replied her, blowing her a kiss. "So perfect. Now, let's move." He grabbed a black shoe from her shoe rack, throwing it to where her leg was. "I'll be waiting downstairs." With that, he walked out of the room.
Starr could honestly not tell why she was answering Magnus and getting dressed, but she was. She was a little bit also tired of staying indoors. Going to work, and then back in. It was tiring, but she had shut everyone who was going to invite her for outing or meetings out, leaving her to herself.
She sighed, then put on her shoes. She grabbed a black purse from her bag rack, pulling out the chain and quickly went to join Magnus downstairs. "How are we going to get a ride by this time of the night?"
"Came with my car," Magnus informed her as she gathered the things she needed and slipped them into her purse. "I wonder why you just wouldn't get a car. It is so much easier."
Starr shook her head. "Not true. It is stressful, and I already have a lot on my shoulders," she replied him as she opened the door and they both got out of the house, then locked it and made their way to where Magnus had packed in front of the apartment.
"No, they are as a matter of factingly very and highly comfortable. Moments like this, you can never be stranded and would always have a ride."
Starr shrugged. "I almost never go out, so."
Magnus sighed. "Yeah, whatever."
He got into the car, she followed suit and got into the passenger's seat. She didn't waste any time in switching on his radio, smiling as a nineties soul music started playing from it, immediately Magnus turned on the car. She rested her head and then shut her eyes, letting the music flow. "You seem to be enjoying a car, for someone who finds it stressful," Magnus said to her with a smirk, making her chuckle.
"Oh please Magnus, don't ruin my peace." She smiled, causing him to smile as he let her be and drove.
They arrived at their destination in no time at all. It was a club, Starr wondered why she thought it was going to be someplace else. "Fun!" Magnus shouted as he got out of the car, stretching his hand up. Starr couldn't help smiling at his reaction, getting out of the car as she pulled her gown down and smoothened it. "Come, let's go," Magnus said to her, stretching his right hand to her. It was like he didn't want to leave her, so she didn't run back.
She smiled as she took his hands. "I can walk myself, you know?"
He shrugged. "I want your warmth."
She chuckled, taking his hands as they both walked hand in hand into the club. The bouncer knew Magnus, which gave them an express entry.
The club was booming with both music and people. The dance floor was crowded. Starr was really glad when Magnus didn't try to pull her to or through it, but led her through a staircase to the VIP (Very Important Person) lounge, easily passing through the guards there. Start smiled. "How often do you come here?" she asked him with a smile.
He smiled widely, before he replied, "We're going to sleep here." Starr laughed. "What would you like?" Magnus asked her as he pushed her a bit, so she was seated on a wine chair. It felt really comfy, Starr couldn't help relaxing into it.
"Cosmopolitan."
"Alright, be right back." With that, he walked away.
Starr didn't sit for long, before she heard someone say, "Fancy seeing you here." Which made her look up.
Starr was shocked. Her eyes widened, before they then relaxed, then she rolled them.
It was Chris Chariton.
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Chris Chariton.Chris Chariton was the last person Starr was willing to see at that point in time, but it was the public, 'the will to see' law didn't apply there.He has a wide grin on, a grin wide enough to contain the lounge. "The club is the last place I'd have ever imagined seeing you," he said with a smile, causing Starr to scoff."And why is that?" she asked with a smirk, crossing her legs.He shrugged. "You're… What's the word again." He paused, tapping at his chin to think of the word, then lifting his hands as his face spread like he had gotten a new idea. "Austere. That's it."Starr shrugged."Ascetic," he said.Starr shrugged again.He chuckled. "You must be used to being described as that, uh?"She shrugged once more, not wanting to exchange words with him, hoping that was going to send him away. But, Chris was far from going. "May I?" he asked, pointing
MATURE WARNING! After slipping out of her heels and into a flip flop, turning on the TV and ensuring Chris got comfortable, Starr made her way to the kitchen to mak
Starr was distracted for the umpteenth time that day, thinking back about the time she had with Chris. She smiled to herself a bit, feeling like a teenage girl with a crush. She couldn't help it. Anytime she tried to focus, her body reminded her of how good that night had felt. It took everything within her, to remind herself that she had work to do and needed to get back to it. She shook her head, trying to get back to work when Magnus busted into her office. "Girl, you are glowing," Magnus said with a smile as he walked into her office, the brightness of the day making his brown skin pop. She frowned a bit, trying to hide the truth from Magnus. She knew he could smell her, smell her out. He could smell when something was going on, or had gone on. "What?" she asked, keeping a straight face. "Don't I always glow?" He shook his head. "No b, you don't always glow," he said with a smile, taking his seat on the chair in front of her. "You're always just so fr
Christopher Chariton! Starr froze as the name rang.&n
MATURE WARNING! Needing serious space, Starr stopped going to the office for a while. She had always not needed to always go to the office, but she did. It was kind of like a necessity for her. But, ever since Chris Chariton showed up, everything had gone haywire. Nothing was really according to how it had always been in her life. Magnus was the key suggestor of her taking a break and just resting. She thought it reasonable and agreed. She picked no calls at all, and kept her door locked. She made no human contact at all, and Magnus hadn't tried to contact her also. He knew she needed the space, and being the key suggestor, he had to give her the space. He only checked in with her at night, to confirm she was well and alive. Apart from that, he let her be, not even bringing up office matters. Successfully shutting the world out, Starr spent her time reading and listening to soul music. She has read a
MATURE WARNING! Starr was wrapped up by Chris' clad body, pressed up against him firmly. His hands cupping both her breast, their legs intertwined, on the couch. It was like that very couch, that become their bed and fuck zone. Still coming from her high walls, Starr could still feel Chris' erection bulge on her unclad butt. He had done nothing about it, and had simply cuddled her instead. From how much he cuddled her, she could tell he loved cuddles. It was like something, he never wanted to miss out on. They both hadn't said anything to each other, listening to each other's breath. It had been almost forever since Starr had had to pillow talk, that she could barely remember how it went. So, she enjoyed Chris' warmth and listened to his patient breath. Starr's mind began to wander. She had simply wanted to live in the moment and not over think things, but her insecurities began to slip
After drowning for days, thinking of how she was going to grab life by the balls, Starr finally gave Magnus the chance to come visit her. She was trying hard to keep her mind off Chris, but Magnus coming over wasn't helping at all. He hadn't really stopped for a second to talk about something other than Valentine since he arrived.
Her head still not in place, Starr resumed work. She put her brave face on and walked into the damn company like she owned it, and if Christopher Chariton came, she was ready to handle him like she was the owner of the damn company.She had a knee length wine bodycon gown, alongside a black heels. She had no jewellery on, apart from a simple gold bracelet. She kept her makeup simple, lip gloss, eyeliner and mascara.The meeting was scheduled for nine o'clock in the morning, so she arrived some minutes before nine. She had a full on pep talk with herself in the mirror, before she came to work. She had to ready herself for whatever was coming.Due to her absence from work for a couple of days, some staff had relaxed, misbehaving. "Tell Magnus to fire the lady who was eating at her desk and slouching. And also the guy who thought the office place is a bar and for picking up women," she told Amber as she walked into th