As soon as I woke up I heard Erykah Badu being played loud as fuck. "Short ass always touching something." I mumbled while walking to my bathroom to brush my teeth and do my morning hygiene.
Once I got downstairs I wanted to slap ha but hug ha at the same time. "What yuh cooking? And gurl what the fuck yu got on. Go put in some real clothes."
"I'm cooking omelets. And I didn't unpack my clothes. Sorry to tell you ain't nothing wrong with what I got on pussy boy." She mumbled the last part.
"Always calling somebody out there name yu fucken midget Thass why yuh only 4'3."
"I'm 5'0 dummy bitch."
"4'9 retard."
"I'm FIVE FEET BITCH."
"FOUR ELEVEN at most short fuck."
"FIVE FUCKING FEET TALLLLLL."
"FOUR FEET SHORT."
"No."
"Yes dumb bitch."
"Stop calling meh out my gahdamn name damn." Short girls got the worse attitude like damn don't be mad at me cus yu can't grow damn.
As we were eating she kept looking at me then looking down kinda confused. I know damn well this gurl ain't try ta poison meh..
"Yu tried to poison meh lul gurl?."
She scrunched up her face. "No what tha fuck is wrong with you. I cooked our food inna same skillet ya fucken retard."
"Ya cuss like a gadamn sailor man needa chill."
"Yu CuSs shut thee fuck up not the bitch THEE fuck up."
I rolled my eyes getting up and started washing the dishes.
"Ya needa go unpack yuh clothes. I told ya bobble headed ass yesterday yu meeting Jordyn today and the guys coming so if youn want them to see yu like det. GO CHANGE."
