𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 9

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{Bashar}
~His House~
||2:30 P.M||
-Friday-

M||-Friday-

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Liquor...weed....vodka.....no good shit. Thought Mike ran to get some shit for me?

I headed back in my living room grabbing my phone. When we got there Tre wasn't there so I figured he was out all day. Probably getting head from somebody.

I went to my contacts calling Diamond.

:wassup
:pop?
:oh wassup man i was jus callin ha to see if you made it back
:oh appreciate man, aye I got caught up in some shit

I opened my draw in the kitchen seeing a pack of condoms.

:what you mean?

Why he bought a XL? His shit ain't dat big. He tryna be funny.

:dat op Lil P shot, i invited jayda to my crib and she led them here
:you lying
:afraid dem niggas gone catch me slipping so im gone move

I threw the condoms away leaning on the counter.

:ill have mile deal with that, you need help getting settled?

I made my way to my bedroom seeing some lipgloss on the floor.

:just some money for groceries will do

Should cut dis shit up since she ain't let me get no morning touch.

:ill have mitch run it ova to ya
:yo man i really appreciate dis shit man
:nawl man you good you like family to me
:bet

{Diamond}
~TreVon House~
||2:40 P.M||
-Friday-

I woke up to the sound of chatter and laughter coming from downstairs

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I woke up to the sound of chatter and laughter coming from downstairs. For real bruh another party?

It's been a hour till I waited from them niggas to leave to make me some cereal. And it tasted mad good.

"Aye Diamond" Tre said closing the door behind his niggas.

"Yerrrp?"

"What you tryna do? I'm tryna get out dah house"

"Ion know, really not in the mood. Why though?"

"Ion know I feel...exposed to the world"

"What you mean?"

I came in the living sitting down with my cereal turning on the tv.

"None, your to young to understand"

I smacked my lips looking in his direction with a ignorance expression.

"To young? Nigga please"

Somebody outside honked they horn as I drew my gun out. Tre looked at me laughing.

"Put it down" He commanded opening the door. I came ova looking out the door.

"Ahh! A doggy!" Ian give ah fuck, who don't  come out the house with only socks on?

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"Ahh! A doggy!" Ian give ah fuck, who don't come out the house with only socks on?

"Oh my god he's so cute!" I pointed out taking it out of dis nigga arms.

"You forgot yo lipgloss at my house..." he whispered reaching in his pocket. "Put it in my back pocket" I said turning around taking this leash thing off him.

This dog look dope as fuck. I felt him rub on my back going lower.

"Fuck you got that ugly ass dog for?" TreVon asked.

"Don't be fucking calling him ugly! You ugly motherfucker!" I yelled. "Shut yo ugly ass up. That's why I sometimes see the rubber band in yo bun" he said walking towards me.

"Bruh you lying"

"Yeah I am, what you got a dog for?" TreVon asked.

It got quiet as all eyes was on me.

"Fuck y'all looking at?"

"Grown folks talking gone inside" TreVon stated.

"Y'all niggas 1 year from me y'all ain't grown"

"Take yo ass inside"

I rolled my eyes turned around.

"Niggas turn 20 and act like the fucking grown wit they ugly ass"

I closed the door behind me putting Dopey down. Gone make Tre go run to the store for me to get my baby some food.

"You look dope as fuck so ima call you Dopey...DopeyJr cause I'm Dopey motherfucker"

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