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•23 years young• home- chicago
february 19th, 2021 11:40 am
-stokeley pov- "bae! you see allat snow out dere?" arnella came into the living room where i was watching tv and eating chips. "yeah.. mmcht- i told you we should've just stayed in atlanta." i told her, wrapping my arm around her shoulders. she laid her head on me. "uh un fuck that. i'm used to the chicago weather and we do not wanna end up like texas.." she scrunched up her face. we'd been in the house all day. and i know that's normal (cause corona) but we ain't have SHIT to do.
"wanna play in the snow?" i asked her. she immediatley sat up. "yes! wait wait lemme go bundle up." she got off the couch and ran upstairs. big thirsty ass...
i closed the chips and sat the on the lil table on the side of the couch. i was making my way upstairs when i got an idea. arnella had this lil youtube channel but she ain't never post. and what better way to start off her channel than with me pranking her? when i got upstairs, i saw arnella with her hat, gloves, scarf, and coat on. i could tell she had some layers on underneath. "damn baby you bout to be hotter than a-" "no... it's cold as a bitch out there. duh." she said.
i rolled my eyes and started putting on my stuff. "and make sure you put on layers stokeley!" she said as she made her way back downstairs. i don't know about all this cold...i'm used to the florida weather.
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"ai-aight bae fuck! let's go back i-in the house. it's too cold!" i yelled. i was covered in snow...all thanks to arnella. she was throwing snowballs and shit. the snow too fucking soft to even make a snowball! "okay.. lame ass. used to hot weather head ass. no fun head as-" "you wanna fight?" i asked as we made our way into the house. we both stomped our boots and took of our stuff by the door. "yeah nigga, wassup?!" she said.
who she talking to? "aight, when i get out the bathroom i'm beating yo ass." i said and went upstairs. "there's a whole bathroom down here!" she called. "i wanna use this one!" i rolled my eyes. i wasn't actually going to the bathroom. i just had to grab the camera and do the intro. i snuck into our bedroom and saw the camera on arnella's side of the dresser. "how you turn this shit on-" i saw a red light so i assumed it was on.
"waddup niggas. i mean.. hey youtube...", i was kind of whispering cause nella big head ass is nosy as fuck, "aight today imma be pranking arnella because she really got me fuuuuucked up. and she never posted on here. prolly don't know how to work the camera..." "where the fuck i'm gon set this shit up at?" i thought out loud. i eventually found a spot by the closet.
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(this the view the subscribers had)
"aight y'all i gotta hurry up. the prank i'm doing is-" "BAE CMON IT DON'T TAKE THAT LONG TO PEE VRO!" arnella yelled. lower your tone.. cause you could get hit. "THIRSTY TO GET THAT ASS BEAT HUH?" i replied. the goal was to get her to come up here.
i could hear her footsteps coming. "whooooooooo gon get beat?! not me!" she came into the room and i was standing in front of the bed. "yadda yadda yadda. stop talking and let's go." i said. "boy-" she clocked me upside my head. "aw hell na-" i fake hit her in her stomach and "slapped" her head from side to side. we always be play fighting.
she tackled me on the bed and started hitting my face. time to start the prank. "wait baby all jokes aside i think we needa talk.." i sat up and pushed her off of me. she was sitting next to me on her side of the bed. "don't be pushing me." she rolled her eyes. she think i'm playing. "arnella stop bro i gotta tell you sumn.." i never call her by her first name its always baby or something, at the most it's "nella". and it's off limits to call each other "bro" but "vro" is fine.
"what's wrong? you okay?" i nodded. "i'm good." she crossed her legs. "soooo.. talk to me. wassup.." "aight imma just say it. sex wit you ain't been to great lately. it got me feeling like yo cat is wack.." she started giggling. i tried not to laugh, her smile is contagious. "boy stop playing wit me. let's finish fighting." she was about to "hit" me again when i caught her hand. "bro i'm so serious! you need to face the facts and fucking listen to me! i'm telling you what's best!" i raised my voice. i'm gon have to do so much to make this up. my baby don't like when somebody yell at her.
"first of all STOP calling me bro.. deadass! second of all i just had you moaning my name 3 days ago stop playin' wit me stokeley. on bro!" she replied with the same amount of energy. damn..
"arnella how the fuck imma moan yo name when yo shit dry as fuck. loose as fuc-" "NIGGA IF YOU DON'T STOP LYING! and you better get the fuck out my face.. cursing at me and shit. if you REALLY felt this way, nigga you wouldn't continue FUCKING ME. fuck you talm bout?!" she was getting in my face. should i still post this?
"nah bro i just don't wanna hurt yo feelings. i wanna make you happy believe me but i wanna be happy too!", i raised my voice again, "no wonder i got a lil side piece.." i mumbled. she cocked her head to the side. "what you said? on soul i know you ain't cheating on me!" "what else am i supposed to do arnella?! yo shit wack and i need to be satisfied too bruh!" she got off the bed. i could tell she was about to cry.
"so after EVERYTHING WE BEEN THROUGH YOU ASS GON CHEAT ON ME?! i was down for you wherever, whenever. i was ALWAYS loyal to you! and you gon do foul shit like that? I'VE ALWAYS BEEN YO BIGGEST SUPPORTER AND you gon throw it all away cause my BODY?! the SAME body you was just complimenting and hyping up!! you trifling as fuck..." she yelled but then quieted down towards the end. i saw a tear slip but she wiped it away. she was always the type to not show her emotions, unless they're positive.
i shouldn't have done this. but she shouldn't have covered me in snow-
"it's cool though. i really don't give a fuck. at the end of the day, i have options. i don't need A NIGGA to keep ME HAPPY! i'm gon stay unbothered, fuck out my face." she said and walked to the closet grabbed her suitcase. tiiiime to end it...
"aight aight aight baby stop. it was a prank.." i tried to hug her from behind but she shook off of me. "don't touch me stokeley. let me leave in fucking peace." i got off of her and grabbed the camera.
"it was a prank, seeeeee?" i put the camera in her face. she could see that it was recording. "why would you do that?" i smiled at the camera. "i was bored and you did me wrong in that snow." "boy that do not mean you make me cry." she wiped and rolled her eyes. "i'm sorry baby. let me make it up to you and show you your cat is not wa-" "do not finish that sentence on camera." i pulled her into a hug with my arm that wasn't recording. she wrapped her arms around me.
"aight youtube.. uh- the prank is over. like, subscribe, all that. or i'm not dropping an album nigga!" nella hit my chest. "don't say that!"
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