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Jordan
Jordan: Send your location come through
I was singing my all time fav song 'streets' by doja cat while dancing around the kitchen. Jayson was on the couch playing 2k.
Jordan: Damn papa, you're a rare breed, no comparing
And it's motherfuckin scary
Tryna keep him cause I found him
Let a hoe know I ain't motherfuckin sharing
I could take you to the parents, then to Paris
Jordan: Plan a motherfuckin wedding - I screamed in Jayson's ear
You the type I wanna marry, and keep you merry
I'll put the ring on when your ready
I set my phone up recording myself dancing. I then start twerking while hyping myself up.
Jayson looked over and quickly got up. I felt myself get swept up from the floor and thrown on the couch.
Jordan: JAYSON
Jayson: Someone had to stop it
Jordan: You just jealous as fuck
Jayson: Jealous of what?
To be fair I don't even know why I said that.
Jordan: Another nigga gone see it and be all up in my dm's
Jayson: No nigga gone see it cause I stopped you
Jordan: Why not?
Jayson: Cause that's my territory
Jordan: Oml you are so jealous
Jayson: No the fuc-
*RING RING*
I got up and checked my phone. It was from the pre-school that Jodie and Jr. go to.
Jordan: Hello?
Person: Hello this is Mrs. Tatum speaking, correct?
Yesss yall heard that 'MRS'
Jordan: Yes?
Person: Well we will need you to pick up Jodie since she has got in a fight with one of the other kids
Jordan: Oh really?
Person: Yes, you can also pick up her brother as well
Jordan: Okay that's fine I'm on my way
Person: Thank you
Jordan: No problem
I hung up the phone before tilting my head and diverting my eyes to Jayson's direction.
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