Kinsley
February 28
7:18 pm
"Kinsley" I heard my name being called as somebody walked into my room
I was sitting at my craft table sketching the details of my prom dress. I had my idea for years and even brought the materials early, however now I realized I didn't like some of the jewels I got meaning I needed to find a way to incorporate new ones or adjust the placement for less jewels
"Huh?" I questioned, keeping my eyes on what I was doing
"Momma said come eat"
I looked up, realizing it was McKenna
"Momma cooked?"
"No, daddy"
"I just asked a simple question. You ain gotta be sarcastic"
" I'm telling the truth"
"Daddy don't even cook"
"But he did tonight"
"I don't know if I wanna eat that"
McKenna nodded before stepping out of the room
"DADDYYY! KINSLEY SAID SHE DONT WANNA EAT YOUR FOOD CAUSE YOU CANT COOK!" She yelled
"Why you lyin?" I threw my pencil at her and she dodged it before going down the hall
I got up out of my chair and went to pick the pencil up out of the hall
"That girl get on my damn nerves" I muttered while picking it up
" oh so you talkin shit bout my food AND you cursing?" My daddy asked as he came upstairs which caught me off guard
"I did not say thatttt" I laughed while going back into my room and he followed behind me grabbing a pillow off of my bed, hitting me with it
"I know how to cook lil girl"
"You and your wife are just alike. Claim y'all can cook but don't do it"
"Cause y'all grown as hell"
"Seeee y'all love to play that grown card when it's beneficial for y'all"
"You can do that when you a parent" he told me as he went over to my table and picked up my sketches "oh this yo prom dress?"
"Yeah. You like it?"
"Yeah. Especially since I don't have to pay for it"
I sucked my teeth laughing
"Seriously"
"Yeah, but for real I do like it. You just better not be out here looking grown cause I'll hate to fuck somebody up about you"
"Okay I can't argue with that. But I'm about to state my earlier argument again. When it's time for me to eat I gotta feed myself cause I'm grown yet I'm still not grown in other senses"
"You right"
" okay Dimitri"
He hit me upside the head with the pillow again as Kyran walked past the room
"Kyran come get yo daddy out my roommmm!"
After a few seconds Kyran came in my room holding his phone like he was on FaceTime and had his AirPods in
"We'll get into that Saturday" he told whoever he was on the phone with before looking at us "what momma cooked?"
"Momma didn't cook. Daddy did" I told him and he made a face before looking over at daddy
