𝐎𝐧 𝐆𝐚𝐧𝐠 ᥫ᭡

XXXIX

N'laisah Dior Olsen
Monroe, Louisiana
N'laisah's Birthday Party

"Wake yo old ass up!" Amari shakes me awake.

"Whattttttt?" I ask, agitated.

"It's yo birthday." He cheeses.

"That's what you wake me up to tell me? Like ion know what day I was born on nigga?" I close my eyes back.

"Hm." He sits a bag of IHop on my stomach.

The sweet aroma of Pancakes causes me to sit up.

"Thank you Mari." I pull him down by his chain to kiss his cheek.

"You welcome." He leaves the room.

I rub my eyes and eat my food. Once I finished I go see what Amari is doing.

When I walk downstairs the house is filled with blue colored balloons.

"Amariiiiii! Come here so I can suck yo dick!" I yell.

He runs to me from the downstairs bathroom.

"You like it?" He asks.

"Yes, the fuck?" I smile at him.

I stand on my tippy toes to kiss him before tying my hair in a loose ponytail.

Later in the Afternoon

Exotic Birkin cost a hundred, I'a die 'bout my bitch (Yeah)
This a new body, I don't gotta lie 'bout my shit (What?)
Redbone, red beam, when I shoot, I don't miss (Brrt)
And my nigga, he a stepper, he gone die 'bout his bitch (Yeah)
F&N in my Bottega, I'a die 'bout my fit (Uh)
Flawless diamonds, change the climate, nigga, all my shit hit
Bitch, please don't get me started 'cause you know how I get (Bitch)
And my nigga, he a stepper, he gone die 'bout his bitch

Stepper by Latto plays through the speakers. Amari, Dee, Nunu, Chubby are here kicking it, drinking and smoking for my birthday.

"Whea yo sister?" I ask Chubby.

"She said she coming..." He shrugs.

"Aight. Dee stop eating my cake up!" I run to her.

"Gimme that fowkin plate." I hold my hand out.

"Unt unt, marble taste good as a muthafucka." She says with blue frosting on her face.

"That's your 6th piece." I straight face her.

All this girl do is eat.

"I'm sorry this my last one." She lies.

"Whatever nigga." I walk back towards the couch.

"Let's do gifts." Amari stands up.

"Me first, me first!" Chubby wobbles back to the front door where all the gifts were sat down at.

"Here." He hands me his bag.

"A pound of weed?" I ask.

"Hell yea."

"Thank you Chubby, you gang fa det." I hug the ziplock back it's in.

"Move negros I'm next." Dee gives me hers.

I sit down on the ottoman and grab it.

"More UGGs!" I say excitedly.

It's sumn about these shoes that make my heart tingle.

"The only colors yeen got." She cheeses.

It's a light green color which will be cute with an army print outfit or something. And a dark, maroon pink.