Outfit

Louis waits for his sister, Cheyanne, to come. She should be here any minute now. He taps his fingers on the table, patiently. The door opens, though. She walks in looking very happy. For some reason.

''Have a seat, Cheyanne.''Louis mumbles and she sits down in front of him at the table.

''Why am I hear, Louis?''She asks him, annoyed all of a sudden.

''I need you to do something for me..a favor.''He whispers gently.

''What is it?''She asks.

''I need you to...I don't know how to put this..but hook up with some one.''He says and looks up at her. She raises her eye brows.

''Who?''She asks.

''Him.''He pushes a picture of him towards her.

''Who's this?''She asks him.

''You know how I talk about a guy named Harry?''Louis asks her. She nods.''That's him.'' He adds and she smirks gently.

''Hook up, you say?''

''Yeah..but I meant like..do you magic on him. Make him fall for you and all that lovey dovey shit. ''Louis sighs to himself.

''Got it.''She says and hands him the picture back.

''When and where?''she asks him.

''Tonight. He's gonna be at Ginger's..'' Louis tells her, referring to a club.

''Okay..I'll do it.''She says and stands up, getting ready to leave.

''Here.''he mumbles and she looks at him as he hands her a clear bag of white powder.

''Thanks.''She says. She enjoys her pay.

Cheyanne makes her way back outside of Louis' house and towards her car.

She should enjoy this little favor she's doing...

Notes

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