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"I'm happy I'm not showing..." I looked at myself in the mirror. "You look good as hell... ion even want you goin' out like dis." Kay back hugged me. I rolled my eyes "Well too bad." I turned around and looked at my ass "Damn~ I'm sexy as shit~" I started twerking in the mirror.
I felt Kay's hand slapping my ass, I started laughing and stood up straight. "Not too much~" I faced the mirror again and fixed my hair. "I got something fo you." Kay went to our closet and pulled out a medium-sized jewelry box. "What's this..?" I asked him once he handed me the box. "Why you askin' when you can just open da box?" He smacked his lips.
"Shut up, I'm tryna build da suspense." I opened the box. MRS. FLOCKA, he got me a big ass chain that had his name on it. "So you can stop wit all dat Mrs. Durkio shit." He grumbled. "Now lemme put it on you." Kay took the chain out of the box and started to put it on me. It matched my outfit perfectly. "Ah shit~ watch me stunt on em bae." I started posing. "Aye, aye, aye." He would do an adlib for each pose I did.
"We look too good~" I was wearing a red leather crop top with a matching skirt. "Yeah... you look too good... who attention you tryna get?" He grabbed me up obviously joking.
"Uh... Yknow... now dat Dougie singl-" He cut me off "Nigga what?" Kay threw me into the bed. "I'm just playin~ you gon' make me get makeup on my bed." I stood up. "Yo bed? Girl dis our bed... and you act like we ain't got you makeup on da bed before." He smirked at me. "Shut up~" I checked the time "Oh we gotta go." I grabbed my purse.
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