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Name: Daylin Franklin
"Jalen!" I ran inside the living room "Hm?" He looked up from the game he was playing "Make a tiktok with me" I asked him "Later, I swear" He said in a promising voice
"Now, Jalen" I begged "I'm busy" He replied "Doing what?" I scoffed "Playing the game" He said in a duh tone
"You're playing 2k" I pointed out "Yeah, so what?" He turned to me "You do that for a living" I scoffed "Fine, let's go" He groaned
"What tiktok we doin?" He asked as I set up "Then one that's like, bend yo knees" I tried to explain "I ain't dancing for you nigga" He continued "That one" i confirmed
Even though I was lying, it was actually gonna ply Thot Shit.
When the 3 second time was over the song began playing.
Hand on my knees shakin ass on my thot shit
And that's exactly what I did for a good maybe 5 seconds before threw my over his shoulder and grabbed the phone.
"This the wrong kinda bend yo knees" He said as he turned off my phone and threw it on the couch
"Jay, be careful" I said as he put me down "I'm going back to my game" He started walking away
"Ok, you want me to tag you?" I asked him "You not posting that" He looked at me "Try me" I rolled my eyes
Next thing I know his big ass started chasing me around the house.
"Gimme the phone Daylin" He got closer "Jalen stop! You making the house shake" I laughed while running up stairs
Long story short I promised I wouldn't post it if he stopped chasing me, I still did and he looked at me like a disappointed dad.
He still commented "mine?!👀" as if he didn't try to just kill me.
