PHILIP'S POV
It the weekends, the thought of Magedelene fills him, how could he show her he was serious about her
" Whoof". He said aloud, remembering he had collected her insta name, the last time they talked.
He picks up his Samsung and types in Maggie on Instagram search bar.
"Wh---at". He's amuse by what he sees, man she has quite a few followers,
What drew his attention is her art collection, her paintings, her drawings, the designs, the colours..
No one could tell she was an artsy person. He assumes she is like this babes with Counselling Persona, just like Mary, his mom.
He went over to the request page and sent over a friend request..
With this little information, he's gathered,
He wants to get to know Magedelene
Her mind, her works if she has more..
Every damn thing about her.
No girl has ever given him stress, but he knows deep down, he is in one hell in a ride with this one.
He hears someon knocking, he figures out, it must be his food delivery or probably a package from Amazon which he works at...He gives out marketing advice on Cartoons,Toys, Wears, book comics, teenage boys and boys at their adolescence would like.
So far so good, he's been thriving. He walks over to the door, only to meet the food delivery guy...
"I don't know how longs it takes this guys to deliver food " he mutters as he tears the chicken hungrily.
MAGEDELENE'S POV
After getting off the phone with Steph her mom,
She looks at over to her drawings, it been long since we drew, the mojo, the drive just disappeared.
She ever wonders if her biological mother was an artist herself, if she would ever get to know her dad
She wonders if he ever wonders about her, if he's ever tried looking for her.
I mean, common it not like it is that hard finding her.
She looks over most of her drawings she has done for people,
Wondering what had happened to her drive.
A message chimes in on her phone, expecting it to be from Amanda, they were suppose to be out checking out a restaurant who had called her to come do a food taste review.
Amanda has loads of followers on insta, TikTok who are lovers of food, looking for where to go out on a date, business dinner, family treat, friends treat e.t.c ..
It is a friend request from Philip, it was quite obvious, his picture is there, proudly smiling in there like he had some sort of smiling infection.
She rolls over her eyes, clicks Accepted, hoping it will make him leave her alone...
drops her phone on the phone, brings out her drawing pad, her drawing sheet ,colours , pencil.
Closes her eye, trying to imagine, like old times.Trying to call the spark out of her.
If some sort of inspiration will eventually pops in.
.
She needed to get her mojo back, she was loosing her clients..including her self..
But everything's blank, nothing was quite popping in .
She got exhausted and goes over to the bed falling hard on it.
She looks over to her phone.
" I have an idea on how to get your mojo back". That was a text from Philip
She had written on her status that she was she was loosing her drive, her mojo...
He must have seen it
"What do you know about being an artist" she replies hissing out loud
Immediately Philip responds,
" You just have to give me a chance to prove it you, you never can know".
She reads it and thinks to herself, he's definitely thinks am playing around here..
She leaves it unresponded to.
A text comes in a few second later.
" I have a place in mind, we could go there, and if after that you don't fancy it, I'll stop".
Where could he have in mind, he doesn't strick me as someone who is interested in this kind of stuff..
" Uhmm okay". She responds, saying to her self.
What harm could possibly happen.
" Next week is cool by me, pick any day you will be available"
Was the response she gets back
" I'll give you a feedback". She replies chuckling, thinking he will back off....
AMANDA'S POV
A brown skin babe, with the body of model kneeling down to give thanks to Mother Nature.
A sense of relief washes over her, looks at herself in the mirror, she's proud of her achievements...It has always been her and her dad, her mom had left when she was five..it hadn't always been easy for her.
This money,the success she's creating for herself, the car she has, her own privacy she has now, it's all hers.
She worked for it, she deserves it. She is running her own thing now, this time she laughs at herself over the mirror.
She picks up at phone, dialing Magedelene number.
"Hi babes, are you ready for the food review, cause am getting light up for this, my followers can't wait for this review and they can't wait to hear another person opinion on it"
"Yeah baes, i am just doing my last touching, imma be done soon". Magedelene sound really excited for her..
" Aiit, I am coming over". Amanda hanging up smiling.
She is loving the life now, her friend, the school, mostly her job it brings her so much joy..
Life's been great to her
She looks at her self one last time in the mirror, switches off the light, beams a sigh of all the relief and leaves to go pick up Magedelene.
On seeing Magedelene, she knows her babes can never dull her, looking good as usual..
" Baes you are looking fly as always". Amanda complimenting her.
"Mahn you know that, you're the hit gurl, stop playing". Magedelene fixing the seat belt.
" Ok babes, my followers are dying on some tea, so we will start the shoot in a few minute till we leave the restaurant". Amanda giving her puppy eye, she knew Magedelene was gonna be stressed out.
" No worry baes, I gat you, you want me to be the camera lady, wing lady, anything baes, I'll be that for you". Magedelene winks at her friend.
Amanda drives off, putting on Weak by Swv on YouTube music.
They jammed the music at the top of their lungs.