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Isis Kiyana King
Atlanta, Georgia
Sunday Feb 14th
Aniyah and I were on the way to our best-friend Destiny's business opening for her clothing brand she'd been working on for a while.
"Do you think Ki going?" Aniyah asked as she drove
"She got there before us girl" I laughed
Kiarra was always on time for everything, she hated being late but Aniyah on the other hand couldn't be on time for shit.
"With her white moral having ass" Aniyah laughed
Kiarra was adopted by her foster parents at the age of 7 and she does lowkey act white, not white-washed but she definitely don't got black people behaviours.
"Don't do that, her momma nice as hell on god" I spoke while putting the car on park
"There she is" Aniyah pointed as we walked out of the car with a few bags in our hands for Des
"Hi Dessyyy!" I dragged while giving her a hug
"Hey big head" Aniyah laughed hugging her
"Hey y'all" she chuckled
"Yurrrr!" Kiarra randomly yelled walking over to us with her arms up being extra as usual
"Girl shut up" I waved her off chuckling
"Mind ya business hoe" she stuck her middle finger up at me
"Where's the food at Des?" Aniyah asked while looking around
"Go home bitch" she laughed
These bitches goofy as hell, someone help me.
"Not before I eat hoe" Aniyah responded
"Forreal though, the food better be good" I shook my head as we kept walking
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