𝕋𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪-𝕤𝕚𝕩

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"You know im getting real sick and tired of seeing your fucking face?" I said standing up when the door opened

Instead of red it was his nappy headed ass son tae

"Oh its you.. same thing applies" I mumbled sitting on the couch in the room

"Where ya daddy at? I need to go Im hungry and tired" I told him watching him closely

He looked hella sus.. he was dressed in all black and he had his hair in a itty bitty bun on some devante type shit

 he was dressed in all black and he had his hair in a itty bitty bun on some devante type shit

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"And what the fuck did you do to your hair.. its thin as hell" I said holding in my laugh making him sigh and scratch his head

Look at that.. all that damn dandruff

"First of all bitch.. you can't be talking, yo thin ass hair one tug and that shit gone.. follicles barely attached, relaxed and shit you look dumb" he said throwing a water bottle at me

Ouch..

"Second my father sent me here to tell you a thing or three about whats going to happen and what not going to happen, he sent his hoe to take yo place, she can change forms and shit when she doped up" he said making me internally cringe

"You know, I actually could've liked you but you weird yo on mommies baby" I said drinking from the bottle

"Right okay, anyways listen up because once he come in here its over" he said sitting beside me

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"Yall niggas can't do shit.. shes gone and this is all thats left" I said walking out the room with trina by my side

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