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𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐊𝐚𝐩𝐫𝐢 𝐍𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧 June 8, 2023 Montego Bay, Jamaica ' ARABIAN stood in the middle of the room looking down at the Zara Pink Oversized Linen Shirt, her face screwed up in a frown as she did a small turn in the mirror staring at her outfit. It was too late to change since everybody was most likely done getting ready.
She wore a pair of Fashionnova Certified LoverGirl Fray Hem Denim Shorts, with a pair of Pink Pale Chanel Sneakers, and a White AllSaints Norma bodysuit. The diamond tennis Necklace blinged across her neck, along with the three sliver diamond Cartier bracelets on one wrist, while they other one had a Diamond Pink Rolex.
A singlet cuban link bracelet was clipped around her ankle, she carried the bubblegum pink Birkin bag on her arm. Her hair was in curls stopping at her mid-back. "Hurry up, you contemplating about yo outfit?" Tafari asked walking inside of the room Arabian was staying inside.
"Yea, does it look nice"
"If I say yes can we leave?"
"Tafari" Arabian whined grabbing the 'Miss Dior perfume' spraying out of her body, she made sure to rub her wrist along her body. "I'm playing, you look good come on na" he laughed staring at her face, rolling her eyes turning off the room light leaving out the room with him following behind her.
"You clean up nice"
"Jaylen, you know we're kinda surrounded by water right?. I will throw yo ass off the nearest fucking deck" Arabian reached over roughly mushing his head. "Damn Bee, Tafari must not be busting it down good enough"
"I won't even be mad if she do it, Ian even fuck the girl"
"Why you say it like that?" Arabian asked making a face following him out of the villa, he ignored her grabbing her hand once the driver looked over at the two with raised eyebrows hearing the tone of Arabian voice.
"Thank you" she gave him a small smile climbing inside of the truck, she slightly turned around from Tafari making him chuckle in amusement wrapping his arm around her waist turning her to face him.
"You mad at me wifey?"
"Tafari, please the guns in here?" Arabian asked, nodding his head pointing towards the black steel box. She smiled wiggling out of his grip sliding at the she of the seat unlocking the locks with the code that sat near it.
"Yay, we're on sniper duty" she spoke sarcastically rolling her eyes slamming the case shut sitting back in the seat. "Whatchu mad for?, you knew what we were getting into"
