In Love With My Future

Kik Conversation!

Ok! This a Kik convo with the whole crew except Ravante and Azel. A couple Kik names will be changed cause I ain't trying to get cussed out by my Goons. So I hope you guys enjoy. Drilla Ville: Cole. Call Me Jai 2wice: Kyrie. Tupac's Daughter: Lola. That_Girl_Is_Gorgeous: Kyla. Trilla Tray: Trayvon. HeMøans Chrés: Chresanto.

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Jai 2wice: Pop that vagina!!

Drilla: Ctfu!

Tupac's: For why, bm?

Jai 2wice: I was trying to get y'all niggahs talking.

Chrés: You started off impressive.

Jai 2wice: Lmao. So what y'all lame ass niggahs doing?

Trilla: chilling, killing.

Jai 2wice: Ha! Gaaaay!

Chrés: I'll show you gay.

Jai 2wice: Nooooo. Don't go the Tré Melvin way, bruh. Btw, he a fine mf.

Drilla: Kyrie!

Jai 2wice: It was just an observation! You know you sexier than a bihh.

Drilla: I better be.

Jai 2wice: Yassss boo yasss!

Gorgeous: Lmao. Y'all so childish.

Trilla: Look who's talking.

Gorgeous: What you trying to say, lil niggah? You got some beef or something?

Trilla: Space and opportunity, my niggah. Space and opportunity.

Gorgeous: I ain't even gone go there with you.

Trilla: Ctfu. Love you.

Gorgeous: mmhmm.

Trilla: Well, forget you too then

Gorgeous: nooooo! Love you, Trilla.

Trilla: Do y'all hear some wind blowing or something.

Tupac's: Ctfu. You wrong for that.

Drilla: Estas personas negras están locos.

Jai 2wice: Bol. Cierto, cierto.

Gorgeous: El hermano y les tumba.

Chrés: Y'all just gone have a foreign conversation. Fr?

Gorgeous: You saying it like you can't understand it.

Jai 2wice: Exactly! Ya moms is full blown Puerto Rican.

Chrés: Cierto. But Noire, ya dad is full blown Rican too.

Jai 2wice: No, no, sweet cheeks. My pops is half Rican. And his African roots are way more prominent.

Trilla: You always use big words.

Jai 2wice: Yes, I do. Gotta keep my vocabulary high. Come to think of it, who broadened yours?

Trilla: You.

Jai 2wice: Right. And why did I do that?

Trilla: You want me to 'express your intelligence through words that paint a picture in the minds of potential employers, financiers and employees.'

Jai 2wice: Because why?

Trilla: We're cut from a cloth that isn't made anymore.

Drilla: Mm. There it is.

Tupac's: Lol. He try to act like Baby moms don't keep him in the right path.

Jai 2wice: Sweaa! So who going to homecoming this year, folk?

Gorgeous: I was thinking about it but I ain't got no date.

Chrés: Uh, hello?! We all gone be there. So it ain't like you gone be lonely or some shit.

Tupac's: Fr Fr, Lb.

Gorgeous: Aight. Then I'm going.

Trilla: Wbu, Kyrie? Gonna leave my broski hanging again?

Jai 2wice: Nah ... He ain't say the first name. And I already talked to Mr. Jackson about HOCO2k14. He know the deal.

Drilla: Cierto. But if you change ya mind, sweet thing, you know I'll be waiting.

Jai 2wice: Of course I know that, young smooth one.

Tupac's: Stop with the cuteness! Shit is adorable.

Koley: Ctfu.

Drilla: Y'all love us though.

Chrés: Anyway, next time we chill, we gotta make plans for after HOCO, Noire's birthday, Halloween and Cole's birthday. Then on Christmas Eve, we'll make plans for Kyla, me and Tray. Then after Tray's birthday, we got Mama Roe, Mother in law, Unc, Dre and Lola.

Jai 2wice: Aight. Well, I'm finna cook. So I'll holla at you goons later.

Gorgeous: I'm finna lean over her shoulder while she cook.

Tupac's: I'm finna cake it with Dante. Adios.

Drilla: Arrivederci

Trilla: Ciao

Chrés: Bye niggahs.

Jai 2wice: Ctfu. I like how he went urban.

Chrés: Lol. You already know.