He finally asked for my number just like that, OUT OF THE FUCKING BLUE! The guy I've had a crush on for how long. 

Imaani Cyrus has always been more reserved always on her phone unless she's at work. She barely has friends cus she's had to move most of her life not used to staying in one place till the became an adult moved to New York City and got a job and her own place.
Imaani's life has always had its ups and downs or as she likes to call it Alot of excess bullshit.
One text can really change alot of things for good or Bad. In Imaani's case WHO KNOWS?!.

Can I Have Your Number

"Hey Maani, how's it going?" William said stepping into my office and then proceeding to take a seat 


"You've called me that every day for the past three weeks that you've been here, and I've corrected you every day of it, what's it gonna take for you to call me Imaani" I released as my voice took a higher tone than I intended 


"Woah, I'm sorry I always said it as a joke I didn't mean to offend you" 


I rolled my eyes and looked away from him to continue typing "Yeah right, for three weeks straight" 


I'm not being mean to him intentionally it's just that it's the time of the month when my body punishes me for choosing not to have a child. 


And I have to suffer the consequences with unnecessary mood swings and cramps combined with other shit. 


It's not my fault he had the wrong timing. 


"You don't need to. I'm fine." I tried my best to muster the fakest smile I could 


Avoiding Him