Hot Take

Hot Take

David Rim

Disclaimer: Stories are purely fictional for entertaining purposes.

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To the T Productions

Hot Take: Dated 6 months. Love got a little steamy. Found out they are expecting. So they rushed a marriage based out of 'love'.

Tangent* Don't fking try to play me with that fake sht. Just Be, You. Me + Eslee photography mantra. Because less is more. Let us capture this moment in words and visions.

*shhh* Lets keep it on the downlow. He shouldn't know about private matters.

Me: Hello, how are you?

*Insecurity hits hard*

*reaches hand out for a handshake*

Friend: hey, good how are you?

Me: Just wanted to say congratulations and Hello.

Friend: *puzzled*

Me: Intercepts during the stutter pause, congrats on the marriage it's been a few months now right?

Friend: Yeah, time passes by quickly. It's already been months.

Me: Yeah, congrats again good seeing you.

Anyway, at least I had a normal fking interaction for once. April will be nicer to me. Happy April 1st.

P.S. The normal interaction is my ADHD talking. My soul was glad today because I ran into a few people. It's because of you, you and you. My spirit calmed down on its own. Through prayer and supplication. God's dragging me through the pain and suffering. But I still give thanks for allowing me to be my toxic self. Jesus told me to go stand there and shine bright. I forgot again Jesus. You called me for the unsaved but even more importantly the ones that are saved. Thank you for the normal attraction of "why do I suddenly sound like a child" around you.

When this wholesome moment is suddenly wrong when the shoes are flipped. How toxic could it be in the end? That a beautiful soul like them be captivated by the first one to pursue. That would be the keyword there the first one to be proactive and make a move. Instead of being stalemated on the board. It's so difficult to wait on God especially when the moment becomes heated in three seconds.

I'm going to hit the prayer deck like a dab.

You have finally been revealed. How could I have not noticed what's been right in front of my nose. That your prayers fill the sanctuary with your words of healing. Kings and Queens are supposed to meet. Through a divine orchestration. That my hands prepared the food you probably don't know I labored the night before (unless your friend credited it to the helpers). I couldn't join, for I work early in the day. Someone who's (you) stepped closer to (in compared to me who's walking the other direction). God probably told you to keep a prayerful watch over me. I'm keeping your husband in check. His spirit has attenpted to provoke me, but my spirit roars silently telling him to back down. You intercede like this is going to turn into a k-drama. What is it that your spirit perceived?

Was it my lonely soul reaching out for connection? Your S/O forcing the interaction like it would be effective? Did you see the future of how the battle would end? Do you see through my façade that if pushed over the line things could turn red.

I need all the prayer support as I stated before. More and more divine things are occuring making it complicated to process. For that I am grateful.

I wish my ways are a path set by God. For I am too weak alone and Jesus knows what I hold onto in secret. Some no-nos in my book. I pray your marriage isn't another insecure statistic. Is that why he was so secretive like your sexual endeavors were complicated? You two are together, but not why can't this be public? Why can't he be proud with you by his side and vice versa? Is this forced because it felt good in the moment? This is me projecting a fictional story. Catch my kpop idol covers. No wait I can't sing well like your husband. I sing from a place of despair and let the spirit set me free. His pride sits on his shoulders high, direct eye contact, inflection on point, but words feel deceiving. I do not know of your sins. But one glance I can see through when you aren't yourself.

Just Be. Happy fools day.