Deshawn had headed to Destiny’s cabin. And no it was not to sleep with her again, though he would 100% love to re-create that beautiful moment, it’s been or month or 2 since that happened. Anyways, he went there to complete a task with her. She must have gotten the message of the task. He knocked on her door excited to do a task with his Destiny, if he could call himself that. He knew that he wasn’t her soulmate, as much as he would like it. Perhaps, if he met his soulmate he would leave them for Destiny. Yes, he knew, he was a hypocrite. For as long as he had lived, he had wanted to find his soulmate and now that he was so close and really close to finding it, he would throw it for a girl who wasn’t his soulmate. The sad part, he was not sure if she would do the same. He wouldn’t blame her if she didn’t, finding your soulmate was a beautiful thing and Deshawn was the worst. He had hurt his soulmate by planning a future rejection, he hoped if he ever does that, may his soulmate forgive him and may they become friends, Amen.
He knocked on the door again, no response. Huh? Was she in the cabin? He heard the sounds of bed sheets moving “Destiny? Destiny?” Should he enter? “Destiny! Destiny I’m coming in, if you don’t want me in say no.” No response, the door was locked but he easily broke it down- oof, he hoped his salary would be able to repair that damage. He went into the kitchen, were he saw her crying. “Destiny?” He approached her slowly. “Destiny, baby what’s wrong.” He asked wrapping her in a hug. “I’m here for you, as your friend.” He told her nuzzling into her neck and patting her head, in an effort to calm her down.