following in the footsteps of his famous father DD osama, Majesty finds himself in situations similar to the ones his dad had in the past.
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𝐌𝐚𝐣𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐲'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕-
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Next day, July 8th
I woke up and Naomi was hugging me. I cracked a smile and she slowly woke up. "Oh shit! My bad. I keep doin that" she said quickly getting up as I pulled her back down.
"Nahhhh it's aight. Lay back down" I said hugging her from behind as she let out a small laugh. "Bro you know what you doin" she said as I laughed in the crook of her neck.
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"Can yall get off my dick bro. We not together" I told the others. "Yeah yeah. Can yall just cut the horse shit and get to the part where you admit your sexual desires for one another? We all know yall be dreaming bout each other" Amiri said as me and Naomi mugged them all.
"I don't dream about Majesty and I don't have any sexual desires for him so get off my dick and leave me the fuck alone" Naomi said as I scratched the back of my head. They all looked at me confused.
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"Majesty...you have dreams bout me?..." Naomi said as my eyes wandered around the room. "N-nah Ian eva say that. ion know who told you that but that ain't true" I said as her jaw slightly dropped and the others busted out laughing.
"Nahhhhh bro. You a nasty ass nigga" Amiri and the others wheezed. "Bro Ian even say nun! Now yall just puttin words in my mouf and makin random shit up!" I argued as they all snickered and Naomi looked at me with wide eyes
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Amarie's POV-
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