The Last Dance
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First Message at 10:43 pm
“Hi Stacy, its Troy from the 3 Kings Bar. Yeah, so just got those digits from you and I didn’t see you leave, so I’d thought I’d hit you up. Just wanted to apologize again, for spilling that guy’s drink on you, he should have realized that you were taken and that I was busy working my magic, haha. Anyways, I’m just chillin outside the bar right now. They won’t let me back in after pushing that guy away from us. Again, sorry if I lost my cool, I don’t ever yell in people’s faces like that. Well, just hit me up for that coffee later.”
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Next Message at 11:11 pm
“Hey Cutie, it’s Troy again. Didn’t want you forgetting about me…where did you head off too? Maybe we can finish that dance at another place? It’s getting a little boring out here. I hit up another bar to grab a drink and this skank tried to ask me what time it was. I knew what that slut was trying to do; she was trying to get yours truly. Don’t worry baby, I’m all yours. Left that bitch high and dry. Soooo, where you at? Call me.”
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Next Message at 12:04 am
“Staaaaccccyyyy, it’s your man, Troy. Girl, where you at? I hope you’re not trying to ditch me. Hey, where bout’s do you live again? Maybe we can have us a night time romp, if you know what I’m saying, haha. If not, that’s cool. I’m just playing with you. I am, the truest of gentlemen babe, trust me. Seriously though girl, hit me up. Let’s see where love takes us, haha. Call me.
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Next Message at at 12:47 am
“Stacy! I don’t know if you’re trying to play me but I swear we had some kind of connection back at the bar. I can’t just ignore that. You and me girl, we were meant to be together. I felt it once I saw you and when we started vibeing together on the dance floor. I remember every beautiful detail about you and I can’t get you out of my head. I even remember where bouts you said you lived…412-something Kressner St. right? I hope you call me soon. I’m struggling over here without you. I keep rubbing the spot on my cheek where you kissed me. Damn, you have some soft lips. Just want to kiss up on them…forever. Don’t ignore what we found Stacy. Hit me up!”
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Next Message at 1:10 am
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Next Message at 1:52 am
“…I thought you were the one Stacy. I thought you were the girl to pull me out of all this bullshit, finally bring some happiness in my life. Not like all those other bitches. They all just laughed and took advantage of me. They took my shit, my heart, my life…NO MORE! I’m tired of these games. I’m out here to find love and when I do, you spit it back at me. Right in my FUCKING FACE! FUCK YOU STACY! BURN IN HELL BITCH!
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Last Message at 2:30 am
“Hey girl, sorry about all that…must have forgotten to take these pills my doc keeps on prescribing me. It’s nice finally being able to take them by choice, rather than a couple guys holding me down and force feeding me, haha. By the way, I didn’t know you were a dog person. Yours is such a cute little bastard. Well, I hear you fumbling for your keys at your front door. Can’t wait for us to finish that dance…”
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