Used to work with a stud.Started off rocky ,but we were too close quarters to avoid each other.Worked in a confined space together.She was crazy over the top at first.Doing her best Mack 10 impersonation.Mean mugs & all.After a few deep conversations, she went from Mack 10, to puppy dog.Ended up being a real sweetheart.She was half Black, half Mexican.Every time she'd visit her Mexican side of the family in Mexico, she'd bring me all these different types of Mexican candy.She had a childlike appetite for candy.Had to tell her I don't fukk with all that mango & hot sauce type shyt.She was like like "OK, so what kind of candy do you like!?" I just threw out some randomn "3 Musketeers"..You know this girl brought me a king size 3 Musketeers to work every damn day
.I told her to stop, but she just kept on bringing them bytches.
But yeah, I knew it was getting deeper when we crossed paths in the employee parking lot one night.I saw love in her eyes.Those big bedroom type eyes.Deep, longing stares.For a second, it felt magnetic.Like we was closing in for a kiss.I cut that shyt right off, dapped her up, got in my car & dipped.It was wild how she went from Mack 10 to soft & gentle.Unfortunately, I'll never know how we would've ended up.I came to work one day, and saw a big as poster sized picture of her sitting on the front desk.With flowers all around it.They say she had epilepsy.She never told me.Had a seizure & died in her sleep
She made me perceive a softer, more compassionate side of studs, tho