Two people, on two different waves in life. An icon who is desperately trying to reinvent himself. While this overlooked prodigy is forced to come out of her shell to help this arrogant superstar remind people exactly who the hell he is!
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Chris
Savon was sitting quietly on the couch after her matchup with Narobi. She was visibly bothered, I didn't know what I could say in that moment to make things better. Guess she wasn't going to leave after all. With her robe in her hand she went into the shower. Ten minutes later, after I had everything setup for tomorrow she came out the shower in her robe.
Bare faced and comfortable, I could tell she had nothing on underneath her silk black robe. She was still silent as she sat on the edge of the bed with her back turned towards me, she didn't reach for her phone or nothing. Her head was hung low as she took a moment to herself.
"I didn't take you as the fighting type."
"I might be pretty and saditty but I always got time to throw hands. I try not to stoop that low, but she asked for it. Family is huge to me, I don't care who you are, when you cross that line it's over."
"You need a good ass blunt after that," I sparked up the tip as I sat behind her on my side of the blunt.
"Nah, it doesn't help me."
"Maybe you was smoking a shit ass grade. Hit this, I only get the best."
Savon looked over her shoulder, thinking about it she decided to take a hit. "Don't say nothing when that other side comes out. I warned you!"
"That shit don't bother me, I want to see it all."
Savon took a deep hit, it hadn't phased her at all. Getting comfortable, she changed her position to lay on her stomach. Her robe was short so it stopped at the peak of her booty cheeks. Not going to lie, my dick got hard because I could tell she wasn't wearing any panties. Couldn't let her see, I didn't want to give the wrong impression.
"Damn, my mama calling me. I'll call her back." I hit the decline button to silence my vibrating phone.
"You better answer that phone! You only get one, appreciate these moments, even if it's just to check up on you."
"You always name drop your pops, what happened to your mom? If you don't mind me asking."
"Back in the day she usually never left the house without my dad, they were thick as thieves. Well on one of the occasions she went without him, she was being followed by some guy off the street. Long story short, he robbed her, and killed her. Along with other things that I really never like talking about."
"I'm really sorry."
"Yeah," Savon took another deep hit. "On that note, I'm going to stop smoking. I talk too much and reality tends to set in heavy when I do."
"I know that feeling all too well, sober or not. But I thought of things that made reality bearable. Before it was music, now it's my kids."
"Honestly, I can't wait to have my own family. I know it can't replace what I've lost but I know it will make me whole. Nothing has ever gone right for me, I'm surprised I haven't fucked this up yet." Savon let out a laugh as a tear came out, she sat up instead to regain her composure. "Don't take that in the wrong way, I mean as in I'm actually helping you and not just taking up space."
