𝚃𝚆𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚈 𝚂𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽.

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not even gon hold y'all i'm free-writing tf outta this book & i be tryna make this shit add up the best i can but ik this shit prolly confusing, so if you confused about something lmk 😂.

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𝚃𝚆𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚈 𝚂𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽:
"𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅."
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𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐍𝐀
𝘓𝘈𝘠 🦋

I walked into the living room, messing with my nails while Najae sat on the couch and played 2k. I was debating on whether I should say something now or just wait until he got off the game.

It can wait, just go back in the room.

He was playing with somebody, I'm guessing Pooh and Duce because he kept hollering at the TV like he was remedial or some.

"Man Pooh, on my mama don't add them gay ass niggas back!" He snapped and I went and sat next to him.

His headset was up loud, so everything they were saying back was loud as hell.

"Bitch them gay ass niggas was my cousins!"

"Ion give a fuck, the fuck?" Najae scrunched his face up while I heard Duce start laughing.

"Hell them niggas do to you?" Duce asked while still chuckling.

"Bruh, I told them niggas to suck my dick cause they kept fuckin' up during the game, niggas said some 'Gladly!' , like bruh get out my face wit' that."

"Najae." I tapped him and he looked over at me.

"Hm?"

"Can you get off of the game real fast? I need to tell you something."

"Lemme finish this-"

"Najae this is something serious can you let me tell you now or I just won't tell you at all."

"Aight." He nodded. "Ima come back to this game and Ima treat all you niggas."

"Fuck you goin' bitch?" Pooh asked him through the headset.

"To talk to my lady nigga mind the business that pays you." He mumbled.

"Yo lady huh?" Duce asked.

"Ye-just know Ima come back and when I come back then I ain't showing no remorse at all!"

"MMCHT, fuck ever nigga! Aye though, next time you come ova, bring me somethin." Pooh said.

"Bring what? Hurry up."

"Bring me an ash-"

"Fuck off my s-"

"ASHTRAY BITCH!"

He left the game and took his headset off before tossing that on the coffee table and leaning back on the couch. "Where you get that from?" He tugged on my shirt.

"I ordered it from Pretty Little Thing last week." I shrugged.

"I like it, this look good on you."

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