JA'KIYA
I persuaded Zed to join me at Sephora, and now I'm on the hunt for peel lip liner.
Black peel lip liner.
While scanning the displays, he kept a poker face until he finally turned to me.
"Do you see it?" I asked, showing him the picture of the box I was searching for. With a slight shake of his head, he took my phone and left the aisle.
He's a man of few words, preferring silence.
Maybe I'm looking too hard, its two left from what they girl at the door just said
Starting from the bottom up I checked each shelf again.
Ima blowup the sto
"Phat"
Turning in the direction of his voice I hum to see he's holding two boxes.
"Where was it?"
Ignoring my question he took hold of my hand leading me past two crying teenagers to the register.
Ouu I need another face mask
Lipgloss
Makeup remover
As the items on this list popped into my mind, I picked them up along the way and dumped them on the counter, moving out of Zed's way.
I shop, he pays.
My dad has drilled the "the man pays when out with a lady" mindset so far into my head that I don't even pretend like I'm going to pay.
It wasn't until we passed the teenagers for the second time that it clicked. He took it from them.
"Zedadiah," I deadpanned.
He held an amused expression, leading the way to his favorite shoe store.
Hey Karma when you come around please just get him and leave me out of it
"Can we get matching dunks?"
"Fuck no" he said, shaking his head almost immediately. He scoffed with a chuckle, glancing around the wall of shoes.
Pulling my head back, I made a sour face but said nothing. Nodding, I went across the room to view shoes in my size.
I didn't want to match with his long foot ass anyway
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We wrapped up our day of shopping at Aziel's place. Zed was deadass, and now he's feeling the effects of my silent treatment.
"Twin? Zed's staring like he bouta blow yo shit back," Leilani remarks, sizing him up from beside me on the loveseat where we're cozied up. "he jealous I'm close to you? I'm her best friend, I can touch her!"
Without even glancing at him, I casually ask Aziel, who's seated to his right, "Azzy, do you have any fruit snacks?"
I notice Zed leaning forward, resting his elbow on his knees.
Oh shit
Ok he's not playing anymore
He bought me a variety box an hour before we got here, although I really want it I wanted to continue with ignoring him and now he's about to scramble my brain.
"I got scooby snacks, it's in my room" Aziel mumbles side eyeing Zed cautiously
Ok you see it to right?
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Suicide Sisters
General FictionWhat happens when a suicidal twenty-two year old meets someone who pushes her to be more than her grief. In return she teaches him how to be patient and a better person overall. "Talk to me" "There's nothing to say, I'm fine" Zed stared at her bla...