I guess these niggas takin Never Broke Again seriously. Ben and Joe on some other shit, though.
Robert let us borrow the car after school. My mom ain't ever let me drive her shit once. This was the first time in forever I drove, but it felt good.
"So where you wanna go?" I asked Daja, as my phone vibrated.
"I guess wherever your nigga is."
I'm guessing she seen it was Kentrell who texted me. I hadn't talked to him since he dropped me off, which was like three hours ago.
K Wya fatgirl 🤨
"We're not together." I replied,
"Girl, you love him." Daja laughed.
Love is a strong word. I don't think it's that deep.
"Just worry bout Dom. Yeah, I seen y'all lil Instagram pics."
"Man ... this ain't about me."
I laughed, cause she dumb as fuck. I could tell by her face she been havin a lotta fun with Dom's grown ass. I just wonder why they all on Instagram with it when she underage, and he 18, damn near 19. I bet she lied bout her age, cause he would never jeopardize the shit he got going on for no minor. Not even if she as bad as Daja ... well I guess I'm wrong.
