I want to change Tamia into a more plus sized female but I think y'all would have my head if I did so skinny Tammy is all I can give y'all.
Anyways enjoy..
Continuing...
Tamia Campbell, 21
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"Oh my god." I busted out laughing, "I can't— I swear whenever I need entertainment you will forever be the person I call." I said to my friend Demika who is the reason I was now in front of a bouncy house of boobs.
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"I've got to take a picture of this." I said already taking my phone out of my pocket.
"Wanna take it for a spin?" She says.
"Wait, can we?" I asked looking around, there were a few people walking around looking at different items.
"Why the hell not its still a bouncy house."
"I don't think we—" I started.
"Since when did you become so chicken?" And at that moment she decided to making freaking chicken sounds, this bit—.
"You know this is peer pressure at its weirdest right." She just continued with the sounds but now with the dance Lawd help me.
"Fine! Ugh you're worst than Serai sometimes." I said already taking off my shoes.
"Hey as long as you know its just sometimes." She slipped out of hers.
"Oh, you doing this too." I stated.
"You thought I wasn't, I'm all about that YOLO." I laughed.
"Its a bouncy house, Demika."
"Um yeah— of breastasis." We busted out laughing gaining some attention.
"Okay, on three." I spoke.
"Fine, one."
"Two." We held each other hand.
"Three!" We jumped.
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"Oh my god." I moaned as I chewed on a slice of deep dished pizza.
