P A R A G R A P H S

25

You wake up the next day late in the afternoon and you hear handro talkin to his friend in the living room and you get up walking down the stairs and he comes sprinting at you screaming

Geesy: holy FUCKING shit youre finally up my pretty baby ughhhhh. I love you so much

He stands there giving you kisses while he holds you

You: I love you too papas.

You kiss his head as he drags you downstairs and you let go of him walking into the kitchen and mikie stands on the other side of the counter watching you

You: yea?

Mikie: whatchu fuckin wit geesy for? Money? Fame? Both?

You:  nope. Been fuckin wit him since before he even dropped music. SIR. so move yaself up outta my kitchen. I'm making food.

Mikie: you gotta be wit him for something

You: well uhhh there is the fact that neither one of us wants to be a single parent.

Mikie: oh you got a kid too?

You: yea.

Mikie: cool. Sooooo you ever gonna ghost geesy or?

You: nope.

Mikie: interesting. He pay for a bbl for you?

You: dont got one. All natural. I got a stomach and I'm chillin wit it.

Mikie: hm?

You: you done interrogatin me yet.

Danny: nah, whatchu want from our mans.

You: love, my son to have a father. I'm cool wit out the money and fame.

Mikie: she faking aint no way

Geesy: bae.

You: yo?

Geesy: nothing.

You: bruh.

Geesy: mwah, you got a kiss. Be happy now

He goes back into the living room and Danny stares at you

You: YES?

Danny: you sure it's not for money?

You: you want him to tell you nicely or you wanna hear the truth form me

Danny: both

You: HANDRO BRING YO ASS HERE

Geesy: WHAT DO YOU WAAAANT

He leans on your shoulder

You: can I yell at you sped ass friends

Geesy: sure

You: STOP FUCKIN INTERROGATING ME. IM NOT SOME QUICK FUCK LIL HOE. IM HIS GIRLFRIEND.

Mikie: oh we know. You using him tho?

You: PENDEJO I SAID I HAVE A KID AND I WANT MY SON TO HAVE HIS DAD. OUT TWO AND TWO TOGETHER STUPID.

Danny: geesy adopted him

You: BITCH SINCERE IS MY FUCKING SON. WE HAVE THE SAME SON CUZ IM HIS BABY MAMA YALL IS SLOW

Mikie: OH DAMNNNNNNN MY FAULT HOMIE

You: EXACTLY SO LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE AND GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY GODDAMN KITCHEN.

They both run out and you stand there crying g and you go back upstairs and lay in bed annoyed and crying