𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬

𝙓𝙇𝙑𝙄

𝙣𝙖𝙟𝙖𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙨 | 𝙗𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮, 𝙟𝙖𝙚

"bae what are you doing for your birthday?"

"nothing"

"why?"

"ion wanna do nothing" i shrugged

mi looked at me for a bit before shrugging. i was glad she wasn't asking no more about my birthday but knowing her she'd plan something.

"so you really don't wanna do nothing? nothing at all?" she looked at me

"no mi ion wanna do nothing but chill"

"okay i guess" she sighed

"but- nevermind i'm letting it go"

"not you stressing yourself out when i still got three months until my birthday"

"three months for me to plan something too but nooo you wanna be antisocial so bad" she rolled her neck

"it's never that serious"

"it's your 18th tho you gotta turn up"

"fuck living it up been living, can you go get dressed"

"we really finna drive back to the city for a cookout?"

"nah don't een do that you told granny nem we was coming so we going get dressed"

"okay daddy chill"

"shamira"

"okay i'm goinggg"

"hurry up for i kick yo ass"

"kiss my ass najae yasir"

i'll eat that mf

"bae what's the weather like?"

"we in august it's hot girl"

while mi was getting ready turned on the game starting up 2k hearing tank scratch at the door. i huffed hearing his paws hit the floor.

"aye lil nigga stop scratching that door hell wrong wit you" i mugged him making him bark at me

"ion give a fuck tank"

love hate relationship with this lil ho

"yo long neck ass momma got you in this fucking hoodie" i mumbled picking him up sitting him on my lap taking the hoodie off him

"𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧"𝟒🤝

𝐝𝐣🖤 when the cookout start?

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𝐝𝐨𝐦💪🏽 bully y'all coming?

yeah we not coming til later tho

𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞🖤 dom go get ice & y'all two needa quick fucking and hurry up