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𝑨𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒊 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒙
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𝑨𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒊 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒙____________________________

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"This cake gon' be so good~" I put the cake batter in the oven. "Ian kno bein' wit you was gon be like dis." Kay was sitting on the counter watching me. "What you mean?" I asked him. "I mean I never thought I was gon end up wit a good girl." He shrugged. "Oh... you like ghetto bitches? And who said I'm a good girl?" I turned to him.

"Look at what you doin' right now, any other bitch would be out shakin' ass." He laughed. "And dats wat you like." I shook my head and started washing my hands. "I mean fa now... we hella young and you actin' like we forty."

I stopped what I was doing and looked at him "No, I'm acting like the mother of your child... I can't be outside shakin' ass 'cause I'm too busy taking care of you and yo daughter." I crossed my arms to stop myself from slapping the fuck outta him.

"Damn~ I was just joking." He got off the counter and hugged me. "You mad?" Kay started to kiss up on me. "Bro get off of me." I moved away from him and went to Naomi's room to check on her.

"Did I leave my jacket at yo house?" Arion asked me as soon as I answered his call

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"Did I leave my jacket at yo house?" Arion asked me as soon as I answered his call. I smacked my lips "Hey to you too and what jacket?" I got up from the couch and started walking into my room. "Who you on da phone wit?" Kay asked me from the couch. "My business." I responded, "Yo who da fuck you talkin' to like dat?" Kay's voice got louder.

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