Being a Daddy {FIN}

II.

Jay.
Saturday Morning.

I stretched and rolled out of bed, Saturday's are kind of my free days. I don't work too much on the blocks, I hang out, chill, or party.

Today, I'm going to get some groceries for the crib.

After I got out of the shower, I put on a crispy white tee, some light jeans, and butterscotch timbs.

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I proceeded to shop and just throw random junk in my cart.

"Ooh, they got the sugar cookie poptarts!" I said to myself as I threw them in the cart.

I'm like a big ass kid when I come to the grocery store. I think I get more junk than real food.

I turned down the chip aisle and saw this bad chick.

She'll probably look even better in my bed.

She was looking at the lays and I approached her.

"Hey, can I talk to you for a second?"

She rolled her eyes and smiled. "Aren't you already talking to me?"

I bit my lip and looked her up and down.

"Feisty, I like that. What's your name?"

She laughed and walked away.

"So it's like that?!" I yelled after her.

She looked back and kept walking.

"I ain't want ya ass anyway!"

"Boy bye." She said laughing and shaking her head.

I sighed and grabbed some chips off of the shelf.

I kept it moving and packed my groceries in the trunk of my car.

Now, I have to run to the bank.

I pulled up and went inside.

It was a short line so I grabbed a lollipop from the bowl and started scrolling through my phone.

The bells from the door jingled and I looked up to see the cute girl from the store.

"You following me, ma?" I asked as she took her place in line behind me.

She scoffed. "Please."

"Why you so damn feisty?"