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While Mir held Simone he examined her features. They sat there staring at each other, she sucked on her pacifier while he scrunched his face up at her. Najah didn't know what he was doing but it was funny to her.

"Dis ain't my mans baby." Mir shook his head. "Not det one either." He added

"What makes you so sure Symir?" Najah questioned "Cs first of all look at they hair, it's hella bright and he got nigga hair. They got some curly shit."

"That's that pussy perm, we don't know if that texture gone even last Mir." Bobbi spoke "Exactly" Najah laughed

"My hair is a good hair texture tho so if anything they get that from me." She shrugged "Mmhm"

"Baby cryin!" Kezia pointed out as soon as Ivory started to cry. "He be on it." Mir chuckled

"Told y'all he don't like fa nobody to cry but him."

Najah quickly made both of the girls bottles since it was around the time they ate. Being a twin mom was pretty easy to her. Neither her or Boogie felt it was too much pressure because they helped each other out.

Most of the time Najah took care of Ivory because she'd cry if she was away from her mom for too long. Simone never really cried unless she needed something.

"Where Nasia at?" Najah asked "At home being weird as fuck. She said she gone come see y'all on her own time cs she don't wanna sit in my face n act like she happy wimme n she not. Det shit so one sided tho."

"Why she feel like det?"

"Cs ion kiss da ground she walk on. She want a nigga to do every fuckin' thing. Then when I say no she get mad as fuck. I hate to say no to my shawty but sometimes ion be feelin' what she be on."

"Maybe she pregnant cs det sound like Najah to me." Bobbi shrugged "I wouldn't be surprised but she swear up n down she can't have kids."

"I kinda thought so too but look at me now, I got a whole set of twins. Either she pregnant, depressed n tryna make you miserable too, or she just difficult as hell."

"Man iono... I just be tryna be patient. Ion trust females too easily, nor do I be tryna fuck wit em heavy. Nasia just different n ion wanna fuck up our relationship by not makin' her happy."

"Just have a serious conversation with her one day and figure out the problem. Don't yell or raise you're voice just try to understand her Mir."

"It's only so much understandin' I can do Najah. She just don't seem satisfied wimme n I be puttin' my all into det relationship."

"Sometimes things happen, i'm sure y'all will move past it. Maybe she just needs space." Bobbi spoke "Ain't no fuckin' space we don't need no space dets only gone give her more time to overthink n ion like det."

"True, true." She nodded "Like Bobbi said, every relationship goes through things y'all just gotta be willing to work them problems out Mir."

"I'm willin' to eat her ass if she want me to, it ain't me, it's her bro."

"Really Mir? Was that really necessary?" Najah laughed "Always on some freak shit." Bobbi laughed also.

"Bobbi sniff my baby neck one mo time n imma hit you."

"Sorry! She just smell so fresh n good. Kezia smell like syrup and cheese puffs all the damn time, I miss this so much."

"How's your relationship?"

"Ehhh... iono" She shrugged "Hell det mean?" Mir questioned

"He swear I still want Tank so he be all on my ass. Nigga be checkin' my phone nonstop. He'll randomly just take my phone out my hand n check it."