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Analise
June 12
1:11 pm

"Why do you need so much stuff for a baby?" I complained as me and Dre walked through target, getting some more stuff while Gigi was at daycare since I was supposed to going out with trin and Lea later

"Ion know what made you wanna come to target"

"Better quality items" I answered while looking at a breast pump "plus Walmart is not the place for a pregnant woman to shop stress free... I can't believe I have to use one of these things. Why can't the me be the ones that get the milk. I already gotta carry the baby"

"I mean you ain GOT To breastfeed if You'on want to"

"But I'm not passing up no free milk. Do you see how much baby formula is? Im not paying for something this child can get for free from me"

Dre chuckled throwing one arm around me and rested his other hand on my stomach, standing behind me while I continued to look at the pump

"I just know my titties gone hurt after using this. They already be hurting enough now along with the rest of my body"

"Well how about tonight I'll give you a nice lil massage" Dre told me in my ear and I smiled

"I like the way that sounds"

"Dre! Wassup" I heard a voice say causing both of us to look. Some boy walked over to us and Dre kept one arm around me as he dapped the boy up

After he dapped Dre up he then looked at me

"Hey, how you doing?"

"I'm good"

"I heard you doing tattoos now"

"Yeah"

"Bet. Ima hit you up soon. I need to get this sleeve done"

"You been saying you was gone get that shit done for years nigga"

"I'm serious now. I gotta couple to get done. Ima hit you up"

"Ight" Dre responded as the boy dapped Dre up again before walking off and once he was gone I looked back at dre

"He's not getting that tattoo"

"Hell Nah"

"Trust me. Doing event planning.. I know a professional capper when I see one"

"A professional what?" He asked while laughing

"Capper. He remind me of those people that be on my business social media page liking and commenting how they wanna book me and stuff but don't actually do it. Just another form of window shopping" I muttered the last part, sitting the breast pumping the cart and moved over to the bottles

"I'm gonna be a hundred percent honest with you.." I randomly said

"Tell me a time you wasn't" he tried to be funny and say

"I am not enjoying baby shopping. Spending so much money on stuff that's not gonna be used forever"

How he eyed me, I knew what he was about to say so I cut him off

"Before you even start on me. I WORK for my money so I have the privilege to spend it how I want"

"Well he ain ask to be here"

"Neither did I"

When I saw how Dre cut his eyes at me I couldn't help but burst out laughing

"Chill. I'm just joking. Calm down. My son already know he gone be respectfully spoiled just like his sister"

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