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I was currently flat ironing my hair. It was early as hell, well not really but I usually sleep till 10 in the afternoon.
Nardo said we just doing hella shit today because he got a concert coming up in a couple week. And he didn't tell me where we were going but I didn't care.
"You almost ready" he asked coming up behind me all in his phone. Ian gone lie he was looking fine as hell.
He had fresh haircut and was just smelling like some expensive cologne. And all he ha don't was some black skinny jeans,black fitted shirt some black balenciaga track shoes with a moncler jacket on.
Not that I know my designer brands or anything. Because SHEIN and these Instagram boutiques is taking up my closet space.
I own only a little collection of designer things. Because Im smart with my money and just evacuate you wear all expensive shit doesn't mean you can dress.
"Yup, do it look good form the back cause i can't tell if don't look right in the mirror" I said handing him a comb.
"Everything look good back here" he said staring at my ass as he laughed.
"Nardo, be serious is my HAIR good" I said and he combed through the hair. Not him looking like a hair stylist.
I thanked him and grabbed my purse that had everything I needed with me. I followed behind him because I didn't know where i was showing in this big ass house.
"Ouuu I'm finna grab a snack for the ride" I said going to the kitchen grabbing some fruit snacks and two bags of Doritos.
"Fat ass always snacking or want something to eat" he laughed opening the door to his car for me. Surprisingly a gentleman
"Anddddd" I said turning away from him as I ate my snacks. Putting my seatbelt on because ain't no telling how he drove.
"You must be mad or sum cause you acting like I won't drive right past all these restaurant Tassoni" he said poking my shoulder. I swatted his hand away.
He played some music blasting it loud as hell. And recited the lyrics to me, I sat there lost as hell.
I listen to Hannah Montana sorry, 👱🏽♀️
"Chill out, how else is this ass gonna stay fat" I said swinging my hair as I batted my eye lashes at him.
"Dick" he said pointing down and I sneezed a little peek. Like I haven't seen the print before 😏.
I took pictures/videos on the new phone he had bought me. And I wasn't going to post them yet becaus I didn't even get pictures of my full outfit.
He be getting tired of me asking to take my pictures. But he still do it anyway, cause he not the only one who can raise hell.
His skinny ass is strong but he must've forgot who was nursing niggas with casket irons and shit. Real country bumpkin ass girl, I'm not originally from Jacksonville.
I'm from Greenville, South Carolina but moved to Jacksonville when I was still a little baby that's what my mother told me.
"What you want to eat" he asked I cheesed looking at the mug on his face.
"I want an 8 piece meal with a lemonade and Chick-fil-A sauce and some ice cream with strawberries on it please" I said to the lady.
"I'll get the same thing" he said pulling out a black card. Okayyy big baller
"What take off said stealing my flow,? Ain't even got no hook man!" I said pointing my nails in his face.
"Shutcho lame ass up, you tryna copy my flow" he said reaching in the back grabbing a bag. It was full of weed and whatever niggas roll they weed in.
Ghetto- cause why is this nigga rolling weed in a Chick-fil-A drive thru. The albino roach people gone call the cops.
They gave us our food and I started eating it as soon as they gave it to us. Nardo was making fun of me but I was in heaven.
