entering the shop, 𝐑𝐔𝐁𝐈 naturally removed the clear frames from her face before folding them up and slipping them into her designer. she looked around the interior decor, her attention centering on the friendly voice that comes from the side of her, offering the woman of the hour a smile. “ayy, i’ll be making sure jay opens that wallet ‘cause i see a few cute pieces from here already. congratulations again, by the way. i remember you handing out business cards last season now we here.” she remembered with a laugh.

nodding in accordance with his statement, she flung her focus down to the menu once more, flipping it over to the side with the soul food options once he brought up oxtail. “man, go ‘head and get both, so i don’t feel bad because i was thinking the same shit.” she laughed, “but, i think i want the fried fish. long time no see, tho, friend. how you been?” looking up, she gave her attention to the male once again.

now y’all know y’all weird for this!!

“yeesss to the variety with the food,” 𝐑𝐔𝐁𝐈 snickered at her comment, seated at a delegated table and looking over the list of options before her. “the ceremony was real cute, but i was thinking about the food the whole time. what are you thinking about getting?” she asked while peering over at the person who happened to be seated beside her.

[posts a really really nice picture & uses the hashtag.]

showing up a little later than intended, 𝐑𝐔𝐁𝐈 blended into the crowd of people who were migrating to the food table. after learning tacos were on the menu, she was more than excited. she picked up a plate and used the serving tongs to place two soft tortillas on her plate, turning her head at the voice beside her with a laugh. “nah, forreal. why hasn’t nobody had a taco tuesday event? fuck ‘round and have to get on that myself.” she chuckled at her own words, refocusing on the conversation. “wassup, tho?”

you see when you send clownery. the clown comes back to bite.