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Dear Mr.Right,

I got two dogs!
Lately, I've literally been getting everything I ever wanted.
A healthy and loving relationship....pets...literally what could go wrong? :)))

"Yooo!" My brother announced as he barged into my room

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"Yooo!" My brother announced as he barged into my room.

Of course, I immediately looked at him as if he was crazy—because in all honesty, he had to be missing a couple of screws to be walking into my room unannounced.

"Uh hello?" I questioned.

"Is that your brother?" Yamir questioned from FaceTime.

"Unfortunately." I sighed.

"What do you want and why are you barging in?" I questioned, looking up at Tariq.

"You gotta bounce." He spoke, leaning against my doorframe as he chewed on a piece of candy.

"Nigga you're in MY room!" I scoffed.

"I'm talking about leaving the whole house." He smirked.

"What?" I asked in confusion.

"Pops going out of town for work this weekend—I'm tryna have the house to myself." He further explained.

"Why do I have to leave for that—I've been here plenty of times by myself when Dad leaves for work," I spoke.

"—you stay on your side of the house and I'll stay on mine!" I told him, pointing.

"Or you can just leave for the weekend—I got my bitch flying down, we gon need the house to ourselves." He smirked.

"I thought you were single?" I questioned, grimacing.

"I am." He shrugged.

I shook my head at that then spoke, "Not happening, sorry."

"Aht aht, you owe me remember." He stated, raising his eyebrow.

I cut my eyes at him and then groaned.

"Baby just stay over here for the weekend," Yamir spoke up, chuckling.

"See!" Tariq smiled.

"Shut up," I told him

"—and mir are you sure?" I then asked, looking back down at my phone.

"course, you're already coming over today anyways—might as well stay the night." He cheesed.

As usual, his smile was contagious and I broke out into one of my own before speaking, "okay."

"oKaY." Tariq mocked, plastering on a high-pitched feminine voice to annoy me.

"go to hell." I told him, flipping him off.

He only laughed in response as he walked out of my room.
After Yamir and I hang up, I went ahead and started packing for the weekend.

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