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Friday 5th January.
3:09 am.
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"Lock arff ih phone" I spoke sternly.
🧠:How my head frass yah now mi nuh inna it wid da likkle girl, weh she nuh understand seh mi like her Kmt.
"Lata mi will call yuh back" she said.
🧠:Call who back ? Like seh she nuh know seh God a call her right now.
"Alright babes" he said laughing as she quickly hung up.
🧠:Oh, ah joke ting.
"Mi wahn ask yuh a question" I said leaning on the door frame as she layed on the bed in front of me.
"Mi ah eediat ?" I asked point at myself .
"We-" she started smiling
"No, mi ah eediat" I said speaking over her.
"Doh bother wid it, mi tiyad" she said drawing the cover over her.
🧠: Mi fi Member she is not my woman cause mi would fling her inna one ah dem wall essi.
I walked up to her dragging it off as she looked at me.
"How yuh deh Ina my house and lay inna bed ah talk pon phone wid next man" I said looking down on her.
"So? what's wrong wid dat, not like me and you ah hold conversation" she argued back.
"Plus you know mi ah look you and have di man ah talk bout babes" I said with a evident annoyed look on my face.
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