Malia, Morgan, & Marie in mm. I didn't even realize all their names start with a 'M' until just now. Lol. But anyway, I hope y'all enjoy this chapter.
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A week and some few days later.
Malia
"Y'all still haven't been talking?"
"Nope."
"And why not? Y'all live in the same house, how is it possible not to talk to each other."
"I don't know but I honestly don't care. I tried talking to him last week but he didn't want to talk to me."
"Why are y'all even mad at each other?"
"Because he's an asshole. How you don't want me talking to my friend that I have not flirted with when you over here flirting with random hoes and calling them at the middle of the night to see if they want to 'hang'."
"He has been doing that?"
"Yes. One night I was walking to the kitchen for a midnight snack when I heard him talking on the phone. I hid and listen to the whole conversation."
"What was he saying?"
"That he was miserable at home and that he wished he could see her and all that other shit. And then all of sudden he said he was coming over and he left and didn't come back til the next afternoon."
