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N'laisah Dior Olsen
Monroe, Louisiana

Why did my phone autocorrect N'laisah to blowfish? 😐

"Bae why you always blindfolding me?" I ask him.

"Cuz."

"I can't see shit."

"That's the point, keep walking."

"If you walking me up a cliff to push me off imma fuck you up in the afterlife." I buck at him.

"Girl you bucking at a tree, I'm over here." He says and I buck towards his voice.

"We here?" I ask.

He removes my blind fold. I look around at the park.

"Aww I remember me and Dee would always play here." I run to the swing.

"Yea dis where we first met. Dee dragged me over here to meet her new friend." He sits on the swing next to me.

"Let's see who can get higher." I start swinging faster.

He tries to catch up but I'm too much higher.

"It's cuz you lighter it's easier fuh you to get lifted." He shakes his head.

"You just thinking of shit." I laugh.

"Mane I'm sick of this. This shit rigged." He slows down and hops off.

I jump right off without slowing down. I hit the ground and scrape my knee.

"Ah!"

"Dumbass." He chuckles before helping me up.

"Fuck up." I roll my eyes.

"You know I love you?" He asks as we walk.

"Yea, I love you too." I kiss his cheek.

We starting saying the L slur to each other a couple months ago.

"But on ma momma if you breaking up with me Imma deck you in yo shit." I mug him.

"Ian breaking up witchu." He scrunches his face up.

"Good, ion feel like going back to prison." I exhale.

"Violent ass." He shakes his head.

"Whatchu want?" I side eye him.

"I been in love wit you foe ever. I really don't see myself fucking wit nobody else after you. I can't see myself moving on from you. You the only female I wanna spend my life wit forreal." He says.

"Whatchu sayin?" I twist my lips to the side.

"Marry me." He holds a ring out.

"Ouuuu!! Yesssss!" He puts the ring on me and I jump on him excitedly.

"Oh my God I love you!" I kiss him all over his face.

"I love you mo." He kisses me deeply.

"You was serioussss." I hug him.

"I told you I wanted you to be my wife." He rests his hands on my ass.

"Ian believe you." I say honestly.

"Told you you was gone be my wife one day."

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