"What does her name matter to you?" He asked, I was now getting up to leave. "Leaving already?" He asked, looking up at me. "Yeah, I am." I let out hurriedly. "You should have stayed a while, I have a friend coming over, you both can work together too." He said. "That's okay, but I'll pass," I said, storming out of the club, my feet smashing hard against the stick of cigarette I had in my hand. I looked left, and right, trying to decide where next to go. I headed home now, forgetting Freda wouldn't be home anymore. "Open up' I was about to say before I remembered. It was sad, yet hilarious. "Hello, Gianna" I headed on, my phone in my hand. "Hello. I answered, from the other end of the phone. The voice sounded very familiar, but I was in too much of a doubt to believe. "I'll work with you. I'll do as you said." Jora said on the phone, her voice shaking. "Oh! Thanks!" I exclaimed, excited. "Yeah, I thought long about everything and I figured it'd be my uttermost honor to work with you
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