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I walked into the barbershop pissed ass hell. it's been days since i last saw trish. and i didn't want to seem like i was feening.

but damn she so fine. and she turned me on so much. maybe that's because i'm not a touch me not. who usually dates dominant fem's.

"nova what's wrong baby?" i frowned a little bit, but quickly changed my expression. when i heard my mother.

"mom how are you?" i said completely dismissing her question.

she hasn't been into the the barbershop after she got a manager to run it last month. that manager being me.

yes, i know my mom's invested into this business after they got married.

oh and yeah, you read that right. I have two moms, complete shocker i know.

"mom where is mommy? why she ain't come with you today?"

"oh, taylor is at a business meeting that their having here today. we're on the chambers of commerce now."

i hugged my mother and smiled from excitement.

"that's a great achievement mom, i'm so happy for you."

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i was so tired today. i haven't seen this many customers all week. i guess it must be because it's that time when school starts again.

"you need a break my love." I hear my mother say as she sees me finish my previous customer.

"nah mom this is something i'm dedicated to. it's not like i have some fancy degree to live off of."

"you know even people with degrees have hard times. look at the world around us today, the height of unemployment."

my mom loved to talk about current events, and politics. i heard that when she was younger she completely avoided that stuff.

"oh and by the way someone's blowing up your phone, playa." i looked at her like she was crazy.

"what you mean my phone blowing up, where is it anyway?" I said as i searched my apron, and station. with no luck of finding it.

"it's in the staff room on the charger. you left it there after we had lunch because it was dead."

"yea, that's right mami, thank you. oh and before i forget, you should talk to emory she is still at my house." I walked into the staff room and grabbed my phone. it was over heated as hell. and i had about ten messages.

2:45pm
unknown: hey, it's trish

unknown: friend it's me

3:15pm
unknown: stop playin and answer me 😒

unknown: I want you 😩

3:16pm
unknown: to answer da phone u fat ass bitch 😭

4:37pm
unknown: ma why you being difficult 😣

unknown: I know you having a long ass day

5:54pm
unknown: I hope you safe right now, text me whenever

6:15pm
unknown: bitch answer me before i pull up

6:18pm
unknown: would you like to be my 'date' to this get together Saturday? 😔

7:30pm
unknown: ... typing

shit what is she going on about now. if i knew she was this obsessive i wouldn't have suggested being friends. a nigga just tryna make this money damn.

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