stirring up some shit.
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Egypt POV
"We got a goood thinggg." I dragged.
"Shut yo ass up." Key got back in the car.
"Hurry up and get me there I'm ready to eat." I bucked up at him.
"Like I don't feed you." He waved me off pulling out the gas station.
"I would love if you'd shut the fuck up." I mumbled.
"I will put you out." He flicked my thigh.
"No you won't, I will put you on pussy punishment." I flicked him off.
"Man." He smacked his lips.
Today was Juneteenth, so my dad was doing a big ass seafood boil.
"Keontae." I looked at him.
"Yes ma'am?" He looked back at me.
"You missed the turn." I chuckled.
"Hate it here." He mumbled.
"Why you refer to me as ma'am? I'm your girl." I laughed.
"Well number one I respect you, number two you a handful and a half. I don't test my luck wit you." He shrugged turning around.
"I think it's so cute." I cooed.
"Niggas act hard all they want, you run me." He pulled in the driveway.
I laughed and grabbed my purse going to open my door. I got out and he did the same before grabbing my hand.
I walked behind the back and unhooked the fence. I heard music and saw a whole lotta people. I grabbed onto his arm and he looked down at me.
"You good?" He asked.
"A lot of people thats all." I mumbled and he nodded.
"We not staying long." He told me before grabbing me outing me in front of him.
"My favorite hooliganssss." I dragged.
"Girl come correct." Dee waved me off.
"BESTIE!" Amethys yelled before DK popped her.
"Hey sisterrrr." Paris waved.
"Where daddy at?" I asked.
"Over there by the grill." She pointed.
I nodded and dragged Key over there. I fanned my face scrunching my nose up.
"Backwooodd." I gave him a hug.
"Girl I'll grill yo ass." He mugged me.
"What I do to y'all?" I frowned.
"Wassup man." He dapped Key up.
"Waddup dawg." Key nodded his head.
"Dad why so many people?" I looked around.
"Nigga just got out the slammer." He shrugged handing me and Key a pan.
"That's for y'all table for niggas get greedy." He motioned at all the people.
"Okay thanks, bye dad." I waved.
He chucked his head up and went back to cooking. I stepped through the grass being careful until I got to the table. I set it down gently as Key did the same.
"Boy ole boy." KJ rubbed his hands together.
I took a seat and Key sat next to me wrapping his arm around me. I dug in my bag and pulled out my fan.
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Teen Fiction-a traphouse production- my works #3 ...™️ "he got bands but i know he ain't me"