𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄
❝𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞❞, a barbieslime production,
Slow updates.
Janélle Marié Murdock is sent from her home in New York to live with her father in Chica...
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LINCOLN PARK, CHICAGO 6:26 PM, A FEW WEEKS LATER
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"Bruh, my thighs are killing me" I complained as I and Daysha walked back to my house, "who told us it would be a good idea to walk when we could've just taken our cars" Daysha sighed as she paused for a second.
"You did" I spoke shaking my head before taking a sip of my drink, she squinted placing her hands on her back "oh yeah I did, why did you agree?" She questioned mugging me.
"Santana had some people come to get our cars cleaned and revamped so I'm car-less until tomorrow" I shrugged, "Oh" she sounded before looking back at me.
"How are you and Santana?" she questioned, I shrugged "there's not much to say" I spoke looking around the area, "he's doing him, I'm doing me. There's mutual respect" I added.
"Y'all ain't fucked yet?" she questioned as I took another sip from my drink, "w-what!?" I questioned looking at her wide eyes, "my bad, you a virgin?" she questioned.
