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"You don't think she finna' be upset?"
Josh pressed the silver be mine balloons against the wall, hoping that the double sided tape would last the rest of the day as well as night. The decorations were very much corny but it was Dior and London who came up with the idea.
"Why would she?" London continued making the perfect heart shape out of some artificial rose petals that were colored royal blue. "If anything she'll probably cry and want to fuck," she wiggled her eyebrows.
Josh shook his head, a smile creeping its way onto his face.
"Mmcht," Dior smacked his lips, "Nigga wouldn't even get down when she wanted him to stay," he laughed. "If that nigga ever gets any pussy out of Everette, it's because she initiated that shit,"
"Tuh," Mikey scoffed. "Anyway,"
"What did you tell Ashley?"
"Wait–" London pulled out her phone so she can go to the Instagram messages. "I was like 'Hey, not trynna' come at you weird or anything but I'm pretty sure you know about Josh and Everette. He kinda has something planned so if you could do us a huge favor and keep her out the house until your flight that would be perfect'," she reread the quick text.
