James/Carvelli Extras

routine (N+M)

Mateo

Nyla being the friend that everyone vents to means I'm also hearing everything. Jada and Briana vent to me and Nyla about their boy drama and sometimes it's entertaining.

"This nigga talking about he wants me and all this and that and the third, but the minute I ask him about a label he wants to get all dodgy and shit," Briana rants over the phone

"Find a new one," Nyla says before sipping her wine.

"This is why we don't trust men, Briana. Drop him and find a new one. Have you tried an older guy?" I ask

"No," she answers

"Try and older guy. Forget all the ones our age, you need to try an older guy. And if that doesn't work then fuck all men. But yourself a dildo and have fun by yourself," I say, simply, making my wife and her best friend laugh.

"He's not wrong. Try something new, go out of your comfort zone. That's what I did. I said I'd never date a white guy, now look," Nyla says, patting my chest.

"That's so true, I forgot to bring that up at your wedding. Nyla only hooked up with black guys was only attracted to black guys. I swear after that first time call, Jada called me and was confused, bro." Both of them laugh and I shake my head.

"He's white but sometimes I wonder if he was a black person in his past life. There's certain things you do that I didn't expect you to do or say and it shocked me, I'm used to it now, but like... Damn," Nyla chuckles and shakes her head.

"I told you. My parents learned english by listening to black musicians and watching black movies. I was taught the same way. They absolutely love black culture and not in a weird way, but like they want to learn kind of way." I shrug

"Speaking of your parents, I used all of your mom's sauces. I need more. So send them my way when you get the chance, thanks," Briana says

"Oh lord, Jada's calling me. Let me add her," Nyla says, picking up her phone.

While she's doing that I go inside and get another bottle of wine and myself another sweet tea.

My parents have taken the kids for the weekend so besides us having time to spend together and relax, Nyla's using it to drink. Especially since she's done breast feeding.

When I go back outside, the girls are talking over each other and I can barely understand.

"Baby, listen, Jada is having baby mama drama and she's not even with the guy. She's just fucking him. And his baby mama found out and is all on Jada's ass now, threatening her and shit," Nyla tells me as I sit down and pour her another glass. I'm not sure what kind of drunk she's gonna be tonight.

Over the years I've learned the different types of drunk my wife can get depending on the alcohol. Wine... She might get emotional about her parents or she might just want to cuddle and be affectionate. I'll still love her though.

"Drop his ass, Jada. What have we learned about men with crazy baby mama's? We drop them!" I say, "Except me. My baby mama is crazy but don't drop me."

"Thank you!" Nyla exclaims

"But listen, Matthew, listen... The dick is too good. Like too good I wonder if this nigga has any other baby mamas," She says

"Does he do aftercare?" I question

"What's that?" Both Briana and Jada asks

"Drop him! Drop both of them!" Me and Nyla yell into the phone.

"No, seriously, what is it?" Briana asks

"You take care of your partner after sex. I take care of Nyla after we have sex. Get her water, a snack, maybe make a meal, clean her up, shower, cuddles, some praise, ask her how it was. Technically you're supposed to take care of each other, but as long as my wife's good I'm good. And if cuddles are too intimate the least he could do is get you water and clean you up," I explain