𝓶𝔂 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒕 ✆

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♰ 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒑 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒓𝒔, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒓 ♰
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➶ 𝙰𝚝𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊 , 𝙶𝙰 ➴
𝙾𝚖𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝙿𝚘𝚟 ♕
𝚌𝚑𝚙 21 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚍...
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meanwhile......

"NO SHE DON'T LIKE BOATS FOR THE LAST FUCKING TIME!" killa yelled at juice who kept requesting to hold miree a yacht party

"you ain't have to get all big bad wolf on me." he mugged him laying on nova's lap.

"let's hold ha a pool party at a bnb." three suggested.

"good idea." jae jae hopped up.

"that would be fire."

"i fucks widdit."

"ight bet, who paying?" killa asked and then everybody went silent.

"broke ass bitches." he shook his head making them mug him.

"don't be watching me."

"so how we gon get the invites out without her finding out about it?" tiny asked.

"juice you got the most followers so just block her and post the flyer."

"we should make them muhfuckas pay to get in." three said making everybody smirk and nod.

"aight so here's what we gon do......."

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"look at all of the lil bastards." sj smiled kicking a lil boy down while eating his ice cream and walking through the park.

"how you gon just kick somebody child, you gotta push them first." miree shook her head doing the same thing she said.

"you betta stop foe these parents call the cops on us."

"can i taste your ice cream." sj asked taking his spoon and taking some of her ice cream.

"you ain't even- ok."

"yuck how the fock do you eat this shit." he spit the mint chocolate chip ice cream out his mouth.

"you weird bro, mint chocolate chip underrated."

(fact)

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"da my stomach hurt." asim cried tugging on his father's pants.

"i'm sorry papa, i wish i could help you." omari said picking him up and shedding a tear.

"don't cry da i didn't mean to." he pouted wiping omari's tear

he hated to look vulnerable in front of his son, he always tried to stay strong for him.

"it's not yo fault lil man, you wanna go for a check up?" mari sniffed sitting down on his couch.