Before y'all, 'come outside, we ain't gon jump you', me. I'm sorry.🥲
& I got mace. 😙
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Beyoncé POV Solange Residence Same day ••••
"I'm sorry, I must be high already." I lightly massaged my temples. "Did you say brother, or am I hearing shit?"
"Yes Beyoncé, we have a brother." Solange plainly responded, passing the blunt back between my fingertips.
"Like a baby brother? If so, I'm not surprised at Mathew's antics, and quite frankly, I really don't give a fuck, and neither should you."
What did she expect me to do with this new found information? Meet the little specimen? Jump for joy and attempt to achieve a cartwheel? I think the fuck not. It's already prettifying enough that I came from that niggas balls.
A nigga named Mathew, with big pores.
"Well, I wouldn't call a twenty-four year old a baby."
"Solange, don't piss me off. I'm not your brother." I spoke, ashing the blunt. Coco soon ran outside and started licking my ankle so I grabbed her, placing her into my lap.
At least she isn't an ankle biter like Lotus.
"Bitch clearly. I'm not talking about you. We, you and I, actually have a twenty-four year old brother on our fath—Mathew's side. I need you to intake everything I'm saying on a serious note because it was only a matter of time before this shit came to light anyway." She scolded.
"Twenty-four, or eighty-six. I still don't care, and I'm also high as shit at the current moment, so I really don't give a damn. I actually want a nap right now." I informed, yawning, rest my eyes as I got comfortable in the padded patio chair.
I wonder if they bought these from IKEA.
She shrugged. "Welp, no use in telling you that Lotus is really your niece then." She announced, putting out the blunt, jotting up from her seat.
My eyes never bolted open so fast.
"HUH?!"
"Oh nothing. You don't give a damn, so I'll just continue to keep ALLLL of the very valuable information to myself."
