Chapter 11

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Con: Hey mama, where u at?

You:
At work 💔


Con: fine ass 😫
You want me to come through and save you?

You: Maybe...

Con: Bet, throwing my shoes on now

You: Boy, don't even, how is a broke bitch supposed to support herself if she skips work?

Con: Sell that Gucci purse dafuck

You: Blocked

Con: SN Sn

Con: Just come live with me, princesses shouldn't work anyways

You: Got my black ass blushing and shi

Con: Oh?

You: Yea.

Con: Ohhhhh?

You: Yeaaaaa.

Con: Lemme slide through later

You: maybe

Con: Wym maybe? You cheating on me mama?????????

You: Yea, sorry for you to find out this way

Con: Over text at that

At least tell me who he is

Yea: He?

Con: She???

You: She??

Con: They??

You: They???

Con: WHO DFAWK???

You:

Con: Block me.

You: Ok.

Con: WAIT I LIED

You: Ik

Con: Why do you keep playing wimme like this?

You: Cuz...

Con: Cuz what?

You: Cuz deez nuts

Text you later, gotta get back to work

You giggled as you put your phone to sleep, but it instantly ignited with messages from Connie. You didn't bother to read them as you guessed that he was probably raging in your messages.

"What are you laughing about?"

You tilted your head a bit at the sound of the voice coming from next to you, "I wasn't laughing."

 "I must be going crazy then."

You shrug, "Yea probably. Do you want me to make you anything?"

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