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Destiny's POV

"Was that Mesi on the phone?" I heard Sam ask, the sound of her voice gaining my attention as I turned to face her approaching figure, the sight of her leaving me to stare as a sense of adoration began building in me.

"Yeah, she got held up at work, she's going home then she's coming here," I explained as she continued to walk towards me, her neatly cornrowed and taper faded hair making her features more prominent than before.

"Do you have anything to drink?" I asked her softly as I shifted on the couch, a small part of me craving the feeling alcohol gifted.

"Water and Kool-aid," she expressed amused and I smiled as she sat beside me, her presence seemingly crowding me as our eyes met.

"Nothing alcoholic?"

"Yeah, but you're not a big fan of beer," she reminded softly as she lifted her arm placing it on the back of the couch, her actions forcing me to notice the bandaid on her palm.

"What happened to your

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