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My

Jay p.o.v
I finally got home from the hospital..our mama is staying with us and juice and Omar running shit for me

Mama; ugh your room is a mess

Me: are you gonna keep complaining

I was trying to relax in my bed

Mama: stop texting them lil hoochies and take ya medicine

Me: ma you getting on my damn nerves

Mama: take it

She gave me my pills and some water

Mama: and where the hell is august

Me: he literally just told you he had to go to work

Mama: work and school I'm starting to think he's lying

Me: ma

Now I could see how august be miserable in this house sometimes

Mama: anyway I'm bout to go cook..I'll be back to check on you

Me: okay

I started texting august
End p.o.v