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𝘙𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘦 𝘑𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘚𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘢
𝘛𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘯 , 𝘕𝘦𝘸 𝘠𝘰𝘳𝘬
𝘍𝘦𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘺 19 , 2021
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(Excuse any mistakes )
(Mature Audiences Only ✰)
So, after the whole Jullian pullin' me aside to be insecure and try to act like we together, Chris texted me and said he wants to fly me and whoever I want to LA so we can record a couple of songs.
It was perfect timing because I needed to go down there for business meetings, photoshoots, interviews, auditions, and other business stuff. I also have been wanting to see my family. They still live in California.
I told Lee I was leaving for LA today and he just kinda blew up. He got angry, said Chris was tryna fuck me, all dat bullshit. After that, he left and I packed to stay for about 6 months. Markita, her Lil boy toy, and my best friend Santana comin too. I think his name tootsie or sum. He a rapper, I guess.
I got up to leave after doing my hygiene shit, getting dressed, and putting my bags in the trunk of my car. Grabbing my purse, I hear some noises in my backyard. I look back there and see nothing.
I shrugged it off and left the house
about 35 minutes later, I pulled up to Markita's house and honked my horn. Out came Markita and...OHHH TOOSII. That's who she was talm boutttt. Okayyy, I see you Mar.
They got into my car after putting they bags in the trunk, Markita in the back wit toosii.
"Hey yall" I said to them.
"Hey wassup, I'm Toosii" Toosii put his hand out and I shook it then let go.
"Nice ta meet you finally. Markita be talm bout you, good things though." I laughed.
"Bitch shut the hell up, let's go get Santana ass." Markita interrupted.
"Oh- ruuuuudaaaa." I dragged out then laughed at her annoyed face.
I drove to Santana's house which was about 20 minutes away.
I honked the horn and Santana runway walked all the way to the car and got in.
"Now Santana. What the fuck you wearinnn?" I looked at his outfit.
