01. The Man Hater

                                    

                                          
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Puerto Viejo, Costa Rica
If she had the power to get rid of the entire male species, Sevyn would do it. Without hesitation, she would snap her fingers like Thanos and wipeout the entire male species in a heartbeat. She wouldn't think twice about it nor think about how it'll upset other women because it all didn't matter to her. Men were the ultimate problem in today's world, so having them gone would do everyone good. Especially women. 
Especially Sevyn.
Call her weird. Call her a man hater. Call her whatever you please, but that didn't bother her at all. Nor did it make her change her mind about how she felt. She was extremely blunt, her mouth was reckless and she found that men couldn't handle that. They would either call her out her name or bitch about her rudeness. It wasn't like she cared either way, and it always showed.
Sevyn looked at the clock on the wall in the hallway she was sitting in. She could hear the music in the other room where the wedding reception was taking place. Amidst the music, she was slightly listening to the man she currently was on the phone with. Blowing out a breath, she looked at her phone at the thirty year old man she had been pursuing. A relationship isn't what she wanted to call it since it was far from one. There was no romantic connection between them. 
There barely was a connection at all.
"Bro, Sevyn, are you even fucking listening bruh?" Jerome raised his voice, grabbing Sevyn's attention.
She shrugged her shoulders, "Nah, not really. I'm just wondering if your mother received a disability check for you." She mentioned, Jerome scrunching up his face.
"What?" She questioned seeing his face. "There's nothing wrong with having a disability. My nephew has autism, and he's the smartest little boy I ever met."
He then smacked his lips. "This exactly why I don't talk to your ass bruh. You always have some smart shit to say when a nigga tryna be real with you." He complained, Sevyn shrugging her shoulders again.
"To be honest Jerome, there's absolutely nothing real about you. You're one of the most fakest realest nigga I have ever met in my life. That's saying a lot cause I saw a lot of y'all mothafuckers." She remarked, shrugging her shoulders again.
This was what she meant when she said she had a smart mouth. She never cared what came out her mouth, and didn't regret it either when she realize what she said.
"On God bruh, you're fucking annoying. I honestly don't know why I decided to fuck with you in the first place. You're literally the definition of a bitch." Jerome told her with an attitude.
Sevyn chuckled, "I'm a bitch?" She questioned and Jerome nodded his head.
"Yeah, you're a fucking bitch and annoying as fuck seriously."
"That's funny to me cause last time I checked I'm not the one that got rocked in my face by another man at a club. Or did you forget that?" She sarcastically asked him.
"I only got punched in the face cause you always arguing with a fucking dude. That shit not cute, it's actually annoying as hell and make me wanna leave ya ass. You really act like a bitch."