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"So, is he good?" Meechie asked. He was so hungover.
Sin was laying in the bed probably looking at something else on his phone. Not a damn scratch on his face.
"I don't know."
"What happened?"
"We broke up and he left."
"Damn. We sorry."
"Who sorry?" Sin chuckled.
I didn't even say nothing. I just continued doing my routine makeup for the day.
"I'm sorry, Nai."
"For what?"
"Beating and bothering your now ex boyfriend."
"And what else?"
"Standing you up on the day before your birthday. Saying some fucked up shit about your past. And all the other shit I've ever done."
"Okay."
"I do really apologize. I meant it this time."
"Apology accepted. Now leave me alone."
"I guess I can accept your apology."
"Awww," all the guys said.
"Whatever," I said as I sprayed setting spray on my face.
I made my way to my closet where I picked out a black Nike x Stüssy sweat shirt, some black bike shorts, some black Nike training ankle socks, and my "Black Cat" Jordan 4s.
I put a black fitted cropped tee under it because I may have to take it off.
I looked at the phone. 2 of them were asleep and y'all know one of them had to be Sin. The other was Fats.
