"So you just stuck yo dick in somebody else on accident?"
"Yea" He smirked "I'm not laughin' witchu. Are you comin' or not?"
"Imma come but ian gone stay fa long. I'm sorry fa puttin' my hands on you da other day. You just be testin' me bro."
"If you was sorry you woulda never let that shit happen again. I don't fuckin' like you I just want you to know that."
"Ion like yo ass either. Gettin' fucked by another nigga in somebody else crib is crazy."
"You're one to talk. Imma just see you on Christmas cs I can't continue this conversation no more."
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"You ite twin?"
"Yes" Najah nodded "Stop callin' me twin, we be kissin' inna mouth."
"You my mini fa real, you wanna be just like me onna low I'm already knowin."
"I do not." Najah laughed "Come take a picture w da blick if you bout it."
"Bout what?"
"Det hard body image you be tryna put on." "Okay" She shrugged
Boogie got his gun off his hip and gave it to her. As Najah took the picture he sat there cheesing at her.
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"I'm 'bout allat shit. Stop playin' wimme n do yo homework, it hit different." Najah spoke giving it back. "Bet you won't shoot det bitch."
"Bet I will." She scoffed "Yea we gone see tomorrow."
"Why you want me doin' hood rat shit? I'm too classy to be totin' a gun Boogie."
"What happened to do you homework n shit? How you switch up det quick?"
"Ian switch up I just said i'm classy so ion do det onna regular. Det don't mean I won't."
"Hoods n thugs." He shook his head. "Huh?"
"Dets what my granny say. She be like all I wanna do is hang wit hoods n thugs all day." Boogie responded making her laugh.
"Y'all some wanna be's niggas ain't NEVER ran nobody down a nun. You let me get beat da fuck up da other day."
"Ian let you get beat up. Da shit was over quick as hell. You know me betta than det, he not slick imma catch him sooner or later. Ian do nun in front a you cs ian wanna traumatize you a nun."
"It give you was just scared but ite."
"Ian scared a shit except my mama."
"As you should be. We ain't get to finish what we started the other day tho."
"What I already told you onna phone? Ian inna mood today, maybe tomorrow."
"Why?" "I'm just not."
"You fucked somebody else?"
"I been waitin' on you fa how long? N you really think imma fuck somebody else while we fuckin? Hell nawl"
"But why youn wanna fuck?"
"Cs you be runnin' n whinin' too much. Ian got time fa allat right na."
"I just be doin' allat to boost yo lil ego. It don't een be det deep fa real." Najah rolled her eyes.
"Drunk you say otherwise. Imma believe a drunk person err time."
"Det don't count."
"Just keep it a buck Najah. You can't take it n dets ite."
"I can tho and I do all da time so chill on me." "Ite imma let you have it."
"Come on lets sleep skin to skin. I haven't done det in so long."
"Mm mm you tryna get a nigga attached n shit."
Since Boogie's shirt was already off Najah took hers off and laid her head on his chest putting her arm around his stomach.
"You in love already. Knew I shoulda waited."
"Nobody in love witchu boy. I just wanna cuddle, how det make me in love?"
"People do det when they in love. My ex callin' but ion wanna talk to her. Pick up da phone on some petty shit."
"And say what Boogie?"
"Say whatever you wanna say ion care. Just put it on speaker so I can hear her."
"Okay" Najah answered his phone then put it on speaker. "Boogie"
"Why you callin' my nigga phone?"
"Huh- who dis?"
"Dis Boogie girlfriend, what are you callin' him for?"
"First of all bitch you can lower your tone a lil bit. I only called him so I can come get my stuff from him."
"Watch yo mouth bitch. What stuff?"
"My iPad and my clothes."
"Dets ain't yours nomo dets my shit. I got yo shirt on right now love."
"Where's Boogie? I didn't call to talk to you. Cs you a bitch i'll really beat up yo mouth slick as fuck."
"Come beat me up then."
"Where you at?" "My nigga house."
"Mmk stay right there. I'm on my way."
Syd hung up the phone then they both busted out laughing from how mad she sounded.
"Yeen finna fight det girl. Imma just give her, her shit so she can gone 'bout her day."
"Why?"
"Det muhfucka can't fight fa shit. She got into it with somebody one day n I had to jump in cs she was losin."
"Damn" Najah responded making a yikes face. "I want you to fight."
"Ian plan on it, she don't even got me mad enough."
