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Spin-Off of Crossing Paths & Double Problems <3
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Months later —— February 14th
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Melody's Crib | LA, California 10:17 am ———————-
"Da." I heard, making me scrunch my face up.
"Hmm?" I hummed, getting more comfortable.
"Get off of my ma." Zy mean ass said before he started tapping repeatedly on my arm.
This nigga.
"Move nigga. Whatchu waking me up for?" I opened my eyes, seeing him mugging me.
"You told me to." He said, blankly staring at me.
I didn't say nothing and I looked up at Melody who was knocked out as I laid on top of her with my head in the crook of her neck.
I gently moved her arm off from around my waist before getting up out the bed, helping Zy down too.
"She came in yo room yesterday?" I asked him and he shook his head.
"No. I told her goodnight before you put me to bed." He shook his head as we walked out the room.
I opened the door to his room, seeing he already made his bed and he had laid his clothes out.
"Go get them balloons out yo closet." I said and he nodded, walking in.
I reached under his bed and grabbed the four gifts I got for Melody.
He took the balloons in the room and I helped him set them up so that they spelled out happy valentines.
I put the gifts up on the bed where Melody wouldn't kick them before leaving the room with Zy and shutting the door behind him.
I went to the bathroom real quick and did my morning routine before quietly leaving the bathroom.
"What you wanna make yo momma for breakfast?" I asked Zyaire, sitting him up on the counter.
"Pancakes and the round bacon." He said and I laughed.
