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ik i've been gone a while, but ya girl is back for good, i promise!
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JADE "jd" DENNIS, 19 @j_doll
BOOTS' POV
I TURNED MY SPEAKER UP as i swept my room. i haven't cleaned it in a hot minute, or even been home. it was very therapeutic being by myself for once, tidying my room to tyler the creator.
there was a knock on my locked door, causing me to lean the broom up against the wall and jog to the door.
i opened it to see yolanda. "yes mom?" i paused the music on my phone. "company," she says, motioning to the steps. i see pooh making his way up.
"shoes off," i order, since he always forgets. he'll be sitting all on my bed with shoes and outside clothes on. i hate it.
"you so fake boujee," he says, chuckling as he kicks his dunks off and flops on my bed.
"unt unt, don't you see i'm cleaning? set your shoes neatly on the rack, and i'ma need you to remake my bed while you at it."
he scrunches his face up.
"the shoes make sense, but remake yo bed? i barely even sat down yet," he complains, grabbing his shoes off the floor.
"would you rather vacuum then?"
"i wouldn't rather do shit," he mocks me.
"make me punch you in your jaw lontrell."
"make me show you who run shit tyjanay." i chuckled. i let him think he runs our relationship because he kinda does, but only to a certain extent.
but whatever his boat floats on, i guess.
"what you in this bitch listening to?"
"tylerrrrrr."
"put on some gangsta music, god damnit."
"i will not be putting on any gangstamursic, you hoodlum. sitcho' ass down and listen to this call me if you get lost."
