Ten swiped the cloth across the counter cleaning it off as he continued clearing the area and putting the left-out groceries away.
Picking up get another box of fruit snacks he couldn't help but voice his concern,
"How many fruit snacks do y'all need? These must be for you, huh nigga?"
As Ten placed the box in the small cabinet above the fridge he turned to the corner of the kitchen, frowning when he saw it empty,
"Nigga?"
Meanwhile upstairs
"Answer me!"
He held her arms at the wrist as he kept himself pressed against her, his face smashed against hers,
Before they knew it, the two had tumbled to the plush carpet of the closet, in the same position as before, her face turned to the right avoiding him at all costs as his face was close to her beck before he pulled away, questioning, pushing against her wrists as he delved further into a squish mitten, their bodies getting even closer, his face torn up beyond belief as he gazed upon half her face,
"You fucking that nigga?"
