𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

part 9

𝐒𝐘𝐈𝐀𝐍 '𝐃𝗼𝗼𝐝𝐚' 𝐅𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍
𝘔𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘪, 𝘍𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘢.
𝖧𝗈𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖯𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗒.
9:38𝘱𝘮

"take a li shot" i said to xouri.

i was off that shit, not another pill doe. but that casamigos, henny, and sum remy.

"boy sit yo hot ass down" she said tugging at my pants as i stood on the couch.

i looked at her before sitting down.

"dont grab on ma jeans like dat unless u tryna take em off" i said looking at her.

"BOYYYY" she said mugging me.

i just chuckled before standing back up.

beatbox by spotemgotem came on.

my uncoordinated ass tried to do the dance and fell off the couch.

amir came over to me helpin me up.

"ion know why your ass turning up like dat you got to much shit in yo system gon die" he said.

"man YOLO" i said waving him off.

i seen this girl tata from instagram, we been talking fa a while & she been acting all shy like she neva wanna link up.

i walked up to her.

"yoooo" i said smiling a lil bit at ha.

she turned around looking me up and down.

"hey doodaa" she said hugging me.

me being me i grabbed dat ass.

she pulled away playfully rolling her eyes at me.

"what you doin out here lil girl" i said.

you always gotta add lil girl to make it known you wanna fuck.

"lil girl? nevaaaaa. but im on a trip with my homegirls" she said pointing at them.

they was all a lil sumn. might have to get the gang.

i nodded bringing my attention back to her.

"where yall stayin at" i said bringing her closer to me.

"a telly" she said.