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"So, are you nervous?" Makena asked, already knowing the answer as Riri paced back in forth in her living room. Shuri chuckled and hit Kena's shoulder playfully for messing with Riri. "Aye, leave the girl alone." Shuri playfully warned. Makena grinned as she turned her head to look at Shuri with a playful smirk, "Make me baby."
"Can y'all not flirt in front of me when I'm freakin' out please?" Riri deadpanned. Makena and Shuri pursed their lips as they awkwardly nodded. "See shit like this makes me glad my parents are dead," Makena muttered, going to light a joint but Riri snatched it from her lips. "No smoking! Bruh, her dad gon' kill me if he smells weed on me," Riri said, throwing it away.
Makena gasped, "What the fuck. That was my good shit." Kena frowned and Shuri patted her back sympathetically. "Do we even know if he knows what weed is?" Shuri questioned, Makena pointed at her in agreement, still upset about the weed.
"It doesn't matter. This motherfucker is gon' find anything to use against me. He hates me, it's a known fact. I can't fuck this up." Riri said, grabbing a water from Kena's fridge. Shuri leaned her head on Kena's shoulder as they both watched Riri pace the room and check her phone every few seconds. "Does Soul even know how to use a phone?" Makena asked.
"Yes, I taught her." Riri mumbled, but it wasn't very convincing. Makena hummed and not a second later did Shuri get a message from her Kimoyo Beads. "Who's that baby?" Kena asked, raising a brow as Shuri clicked on it.
"It's Soul. She said she's on her way and that she would've texted you but doesn't know how to turn on the little box thing." Shuri read out loud and Makena chuckled at what Soul described as a phone. Riri took a breath as she smoothed down her dress, checking for any wrinkles in which there was none but she was cautious anyway.
"Hey, how are you so calm? You're going to be meeting them as well, ya know?" Shuri questioned, looking at Makena who was pretty calm and chill. "To be fair, I'm not the one who's gon' be dealin' with a crazy father in law." Makena shrugged. Shuri nodded slightly seeing her point.
