" Of course you do." I shook my head hearing knocking on the door.
" Hello ?" I opened it seeing a Mexican man standing there.
" Does London Smith reside here ?"
" Whose asking ?"
" DCSS , Georgia division of child support services."
" LONDON !"
" What nigga." He said putting a shirt on walking towards the door.
" Are you London Smith ?"
" Uh yea-"
" You've been served." The man said handing him the papers and walking off.
" Oh shit." I laughed at him and the face he was making.
" Im sick as fuck." He said lowly reading the paper.
" That girl told you stop playing wit her." I shook my head and someone started knocking on the door again.
" The fuck you want-oh." London started but stopped once he realized it was Ezra. " Fuck you doing here ?"
" Helping yo annoying ass sister." He said walking in mugging me. " Where all yo shit at ?"
" Um..almost packed ?" I said making a tight lipped smile.
" Lying ass." He said pushing the back of my head and walking to my room.
" How you know where her room at ?" London said looking at us.
" Nigga he's been here plenty of times." I waved him off. " Stay out my business boy."
" I hope you don't think I'm packing all this shit up by myself." Ezra laughed at me. " Put yo ass to work."
" But my nail-"
" Don't care."
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" That was a lot." I sighed sitting down.
" You moved one box Zara."
" Still." I looked down at my phone. " Looking at you got me tired."
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" When the hell did you take this in my phone ?" I laughed showing him the video.
" Weeks ago." He laughed. " You just don't pay attention."
" I do , you just be getting me too high."
He just shook his head at me and huffed.
" What's wrong ?"
" Nun." He shook his head and laughed.
" I guess." I shrugged. " Can you put this in my car ?"
" Yeah." He said grabbing the box I handed him and a picture fell out.
" Awe." I smiled looking at the picture of me and London when we were young.
" Hurry up nigga my arm bout to fall off." He stared at me waiting for me to put it back.
" Hush." I rolled my eyes putting it back and he walked it to my car. " You hungry ?"
" I'm never not."
" Well come on I'll pay for your food." I said in his face.
" Get out my face nigga." He mushed my head.
" I will knuckle you up out here." I held my fist up.
" How old are you." He said straight facing me and grabbing me by my collar. " Get yo ass in the car."
" Don't gotta tell me twice." I laughed getting in the passenger side.
We played music the whole way there to Zaxby's.
" What you want ?" He said pulling up to the window.
" Nothing." I yawned looking down at my nails. " I need a damn fill."
" You sure ?"
" Don't piss me off." I stared at him. " Always got me repeating myself."
" I will knock you the fuck out , watch who you talking to." He mugged me. " Let me get a 6 piece thing."
" You mean a zax snack ?" The lady said.
" Same shit."
" Do you want a zax snack or what ?" She asked him catching an attitude.
" Ye-"
" You heard what he said." I said leaning over out the window. " And make the drink a sweet tea."
" Will that be all ?" She replied.
" Yop." I said sitting back. " Hate people that always be correcting people , she knew what the fuck you meant."
" Chill." He laughed.
We pulled up to the next window and she handed the food to him roughly.
" You good ?" I mugged her.
" Im straight."
" So make sure you hand it softly before I have to beat that ass after yo shift done." I said smiling. " Get it together."
" Whatever." She sighed handing him his tea and slamming her window closed.
" Thats what the fuck I thought."
" How you knew I wanted tea ?" He smiled sipping it.
" Because I know you." I rolled my eyes. " Let me get some-"
" No."
" Stingy ass." I shook my head.
xx
Merry Christmas & happy holidays to those who don't celebrate it.
