arizoné.
"I swear Wifi think he a detective or some shit," I said as Jakhayla listened.
She nodded, "Girl, ain't it!"
"Thats your mans," I point in the direction of his room. "Your mans."
"Not yet."
"Probably because you ain't suck the soul outta that nigga yet."
"The fuck I look like doing that?"
"A bitch with a future husband. A soul snatcher. I can go on."
"You know what? I'm fine."
"Yes you are," I say, licking my lips.
"Oh nah. You on that gay shit. I'm out," she says, getting up.
"Khayla, come back. I love you!"
"Bitch no you don't, bye."
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ski.
"Ol girl upstairs likes you, Ski."
"Whatchu mean?"
"She like yo dumbass! She catching feelings."
"How you know? Did she tell you?"
"No-"
"Alright then, shutcho dumbass up."
"Ski, let a nigga finish," Jahseh cut in. I nodded, telling Wifi to continue.
"She was singing, in the shower right? About this five foot seven guy, and nigga that's you."
"Boy... where are you getting this from?"
"She tried to deny it, right? Denial is the first step to admitting," Wifi said, feeling accomplished. This nigga swear he Sherlock Holmes.
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Fanfictionin which a girl befriends someone when he accidentally texts her. - highest rank - #389 in fanfiction - this was inspired by a few other fanfics i read :)
