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"Uh-nika?"

That prompted a laugh out of me, her southern tone peaking, the way she said my name was unmatched.

"It's Onika," I corrected, watching as her expression changed to one of confusion.

"That's what I said, I thought?" another giggle arose from me, her being genuinely perplexed. I just shrugged it off, I didn't mind it.

"You right, what's yours?" She knew mine, it was only fair.

"Beyoncé," Her eyes wandered off for a moment as if she were scanning me from head to toe. I noticed her biting her lip in the process, before she locked eyes with me again, "You know, Uh-nika, you are very beautiful."