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One week later..
"I ain't tryna pressure you, just can't stop thinking bout you, you ain't even really got to be my boyfriend." Karin sung to me in the car.
"Girl don't play with me, I am yo boyfriend." I looked over at her before looking back at the road.
"I just wanna know your name, and maybe some time, we can hook up, we can hang out we can just chill." She sung, rubbing on the side of my face as I laughed.
"Kentrell you know I can sing. Don't piss me off." She said as the song went off.
"You sure can bae." I chuckled, pulling in to the mall.
"What we here for again?" I glanced over at her.
"Ari and I have a hosting tonight. I can't wait to see my brother." She told me, getting out the car.
"You ain't got no fucking brothers." I mugged, grabbing her hand.
"Kentrell, you and the gang are not the only people I know." She laughed, grabbing a cart.
"I swear to god I hate when people stare at you." I rolled my eyes walking next her.
"How you know they don't be looking at you? You're the celebrity." She said.
"Cause they don't. I be watching they ass." I unlocked my phone.
"What should I wear bae? It's a club hosting." She looked at me and I put my phone up.
"I don't know. How you getting your hair?" I asked her, pulling at her bonnet.
"It's gone be fire orange. I can't wait! I miss having color." She pouted, going into Saksfifth.
"Karin!" An Indian man yelled, walking to the entrance.
"Hey Rafael." She smiled, as he pulled her in a hug. I frowned my face up at him.
"Rafael, this is Kentrell, my boyfriend. Kentrell this is Rafael. He owns this location." She introduced us as I nodded my head at him.
"Oh yes, I remember him. 이것이 당신이 구한 사람입니다 huh." He laughed and I frowned again.
Translation ; "He's the one you saved huh."
"예. 나는 엄마에게 그에 대해 말하지 않았으므로 그녀에게 말하지 마십시오." Karin said, and my eyes widened.
Translation ; "Yes, and mama doesn't know about him yet so don't say anything."
She pushed her cart away from him laughing, grabbing my hand.
"The fuck language was that?" I asked her as we stopped at the jeans section.
