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" I don't care , that's not what Im here for." I said taking my shirt off.
" We not about to fuck." Saint stared at me with a bored look.
" Well then I'll see you later." I said putting my stuff back on.
" Why you even came here ?" He looked down at his lighter sparking his hand.
" I was bored." I said looking down putting on my crocs.
" You had a reason , why you came here ?"
" Cause I missed you." I huffed. " You was right about the fact that Im not yo girl but I just know that Ima do me now."
" Yeah but I was acting like a dick head. We both know that you don't wanna do you though." He said looking me in my eyes.
" Yeah but Im not putting in a certain amount of time and effort into you just for you to not reciprocate it." I shrugged. " For allat I could just leave you alone."
" You right." He nodded.
" Im not playing with nobody son though so get right or get left."
" Ight." He said looking at his blunt.
" So what you tryna do ?" I twisted my lips to the side.
" You ain't going no where so make yourself comfortable." He said paying me no attention.
" I always make myself available to you and you don't even-"
" You don't think shit hard for me too ?" He said cutting me off. " I told you shit I ain't never told nobody before."
" Yeah but that's what you supposed to do."
" Why Im supposed to ?" He scrunched his face up.
" Cause you acting like my nigga and that plays a part in it." I shrugged.
" Im not acting like it , I am." He said blowing smoke out his mouth. " Now shush and lay down cause you starting to blow my high."
" ShUsH AnD lAy DoWn." I mocked him taking off my hoodie. " You wanna know sum ?"
" What ?" He said slightly mugging me.
" I want some more crocs." I plopped down next to him.
" You 20 years old fantasizing about crocs ?" He looked at me weirdly. " Get help."
