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Johnnie Bryant
Trigger 19
Atlanta, Georgia 📍"Boy no ian gone post that shit" i shook my head
"Why?" Gas looked at me
"We look like fucking monkeys thats why"
"No we don't"
"Yes we do. And my hair wasn't even done" i looked at the picture
"Yo hair never done like how is that new?" He said and i looked at him funny
"Boy don't make it seem like i never get my hair done. When you see me it's when my shit not done but i do it" i said and he smacked his lips
"That shit don't even sound right. When you gone get some braids or sumn?" He asked
"When you gimmie the money fa it" i said and he scrunched his face up keeping quiet fa a minute.
"Where yo money?" He asked pointing at me
"In yo bank account stop fucking playing me"
"No it's not the fuck" he shook his head
"Yes it is. Where the bag at bitch? You heard Yung Miami" i said
"Ion give a fuck bout nun Yung Miami trust me"
"Yeen no real man" i shook my head
"You just gone say the same shit you stay saying. How I'm not a real man?" He asked licking his lips as he frowned and paused the game.
"Real man post to take they "girl" out on a date. Bitch you steady taking me to these cheap ass restaurants like McDonald" i rolled my eyes
"If I don't got it ian gone take you nowhere fancy. And i took you out on a date on valentine fuck more you want?" He said flaring his nose.
I could tell he was getting angry. Did i give a fuck? Nope.
"Boss up that's all imma say" i looked at the tv staring at the paused game.
"Boss up? Bitch you need a glow up the fuck" he said
"Glow up? Boy i got niggas ready to spot you need to grow up"
"Girl lies ion wanna hear that shit. And you talm bout grow up, I'm already grown" he said.
"You grown everywhere but down there" i pointed