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───── ♡ 𝙺𝙴𝙾𝚁𝙸𝙰 𝙿𝙾𝚅 ♡ ─────
"Mmcht no I don't understand why you think saying that shit is okay he's your ex. Stop playin with yourself." I said hopping down from the counter going to the fridge.
"First off I don't be playing with myself because he still gives me the dicck, so stfu speak on what you know not what you think in that big ass head." India Lil dirty ass said sticking her tongue out chuckling like that shit was funny.
"I really don't care. You still let him mess with your head, that nigga is worse than the weed that fries yo damn brain cells." I said turning around looking at her with a straight face.
We started dying laughing. We're that duo that doesn't take shit seriously blame it on trauma or something, not us whoreee.
"No but frl, I wouldn't be so sprung on him if I had a distraction" she said looking at me with that you know what I mean face.
"Mmm I don't know, classes been real active lately and you know I can't miss one of them or ima be mad confused."
India rolled her eyes at me. And I mugged because I knew she was about to persuade me to go out, she is going to school to become a lawyer...so this better be good.
I sat back on the barstool next to her and raised my eyebrows. She sat up with her shoulders back and shit and said three words "Brand New Dicck." With a smirk.
I thought about my schedule. "Alright, you got me there." India hopped off the stool running off laughing.
Chile that lawyer shit might take off, she had me at one word.
𝟑 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫....
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