"Huh? Oh yes." I said turning my chair towards her.
"Are you down for game night again at my place?" She asked eating pistachios.
Game night happens every Friday at Mya's house with some co-workers and a mix of her friends. It was fun last time so I'm down.
"Yeah. Lemme know the time and I'll be there." I said trying to sound cool.
"Don't ever make that voice again." Mya said laughing.
I laughed too. I went back into my deep thoughts.
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Cj
My name is Cj. That's not what my mom named me but that's what's the streets call me. I'm all about my money and niggas that out here. I'm not really into taking lives but I have a son to feed so any nigga that go against me gotta lose.
I was riding down the streets of North Carolina when my mans Juice called me.
"Tell me what it is Juice?" I asked turning a corner onto my babymama street.
"We got a transaction coming in. I'm talking half of million." Juice said.
"Half of mill? Split what in two ways?" I asked pulling into the driveway.
"Nigga you know you the only nigga I do business with bruh." Juice said.
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No Strings Attached
General FictionDating is overrated. At least that's what Kierra thinks. After what her ex did she's completely over relationships...or is she?
