Give the Devil A Call - A OT story

Hendrix

I let Boo go to voice mail earlier, and am checking it now as I sit at the long marbled counter. Phammie's familiar chocolate colored hair can be seen from my seat and I'm sure my white mane is just as visible. I sigh as I hear it, of course he wants me to show up, but doesn't mean I will.

I tap my just painted nails on the counter. It's lighter at this end and I look out the window while waiting for Avary to show. I've missed his witty jokes and our remember-when exchanges. I haven't seen him for close to a year.

"Hendrix," a soft, hushed voice to my right asks.

"Hmm-," I interupt my half-assed reply. "AVARY!!!" I throw my arms around his tanned shoulders. He pats my back awkwardly.

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