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"when is your ass gon' come see me? you haven't been over here in weeks." my mom said on my phone.

i rolled my eyes, she exaggerating it. i was over there like a week ago.

"stop playin. you know i was over there not that long ago." i say into my phone.

i heard her let out a frustrating huff.

"negro you stop playin with me. it's been at least two weeks."

"i was just-" she cut me off. "jay stop it. I don't wanna hear it. it's been too god damn long."

her ass know she lyin, but there ain't no use arguing with this women. "okay... my fault. i'll come over later today, how that sound?"

she paused for a minute. "that sounds just fine."

i can tell her ass smirking right na'.

"lyin ass..." i mumble.

"what was that?"

"uh, nothin." i said quickly.

she lets out a mhm. "that's what i thought. don't get fucked up lil boy."

"aye, is that jayvnn on the phone?" i heard anotha voice ask on the line.

it was my little sister's, haven's, voice.

"sure is, you wanna say sum to him?" i hear some shuffling before a "wassup brothaaaaaaa" feels my ears.

"wassup veve."

"you comin over here later today?"

"yeah, mom on my ass." i whispered, hoping our mother didn't hear me.

"i heard that." my momma said. i swear that women has good ass hearing.

"oooookayy. bring me back some chips."

like hell i will. "no."

i hear her she smack her lips. "cmon please. i'm hungry. ain't nun in this house right now."