I wake up ontop of sharife's chest, the bed was big but the bedroom was bigger ... it's cold as fuck in here too.
I go to the side to see a bathroom, ouuu this shit nice as hell, I see my toothbrush on the counter and began brushing my teeth.
"Maybe I should get a side part next time..." I was referring to my wig that was damn near off.
I took it off using rubbing alcohol just having my braids out. I spat out the toothpaste as Sharife walked in.
"Good morning." Sharife kissed me cheek and turned on the sink in front of him as he began brushing his teeth.
"Morning. Can you help me take my braids out ?" I faced him. He nodded and finished up.
We go in the living room and I see a big picture of him at the front, when they get here ?
I digged in my bag finally finding a comb and passing it to him. "be gentle cause I'll smack the shit outta you" he chuckled, Ian know what was so funny like he won't get smacked upside his big ass head.
He starts to take them out aggressively and I hissed.
"Bro I just said gentle." I pop his hand.
"Well your hair is fucking nappy liyah." He pass me the comb. I rolled my eyes and got up. I was over it at this point, shit felt like somebody was ripping it out.
I put my bonnet on and grabbed my keys.
"Where the fuck you going ?" He asked I grabbed my purse and told him; "To my dad's house."
He got up and put on some sweats and his slippers, he grabbed his keys and sat back on the couch.
"Nigga where you going ?" I folded my arms
"Practice." He got his gym bag from out the room and walked me out the door.
I got in my car as he got in his, before he yelled out the window.
"Imma meet you there!" He pulled off, I hooked my phone up to the Bluetooth and played 'Blue Dream'
~Time Skip~
After I put the leave in conditioner in my hair, I went to target to get some snacks before Mr. Head decided to interrupt me.
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