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COMMENT NIGGA DAMN𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘦 28𝘵𝘩
"I hate both of y'all I'd rather be in jail again." Brian said dryly, slapping their hands away as they tried running their fingers through his nappy hair.
"You'd rather be in jail tha- wow. That... that's hurtful."
"He serious too. Nigga was having a blast in prison." Zeik pulled his phone out and went to his gallery to show her all the pictures he'd taken while he was there.
"I wasn't having a blast but I was entertained." He looked over at the pictures and laughed all over again.
"Proud to be a hood rat? Mmm. Imagine that. Ghetto." Zania muttered, turning her eyes to the side and scratching her braids as he mugged her."Shut yo fat ass up."
"I'm not fat bitch. About to call yo P.O."
"Call that bitch. I got a warrant anyways." He said dryly, laying his head on her shoulder.
"For what?" She sat up and thumped his head. The last thing his dumbass needed to do was go to jail again, especially right now.
"I was bothering Rashad and I accidentally knocked the slushee shit over and it spilled everywhere. Then he told me to clean it up and I said no so his fat ass wife came out and called the police." Brian waved it off and she just stared at him wondering if he was serious.