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╰( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° )つ──☆*:・ﾟ𐬾𐬺ꔘ𐬾
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"Don't talk bout yo ex I know he mad"
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June 1st, 2018

Treasure POV:

I was cleaning up my house when I got a FaceTime from Von I answered it placing my phone down on the counter "hey ma what you doing?" I  stopped sweeping setting up my phone "cleaning up."

He nodded "why you seem so mad?" He asked seeing me sweeping the fuck out the floor "Cause my baby daddy on tour entertaining groupies" he squinted "T what the hell you talking bout?"

I looked at the phone holding the broom in one hand "I saw Wop post them pictures on his story you had some bitch touching all up on you that's just TRIFLIN."

"I ain't have her doing shit I was performing I ain't even peep the hoe chill" he said  "It's whatever" I said getting tired of arguing deciding to change the topic "When you coming back again?" He looked at his phone "I'll be back in four weeks" she nodded "well I gotta go to the doctor next week and I'm sure you still gonna be on tour so I'll just text you updates."

"Ight ma we finna go check into this hotel I'll call you back after the show, I love you" she nodded sweeping up the little crumbs from the kitchen floor into the dustpan.

"I love you too Von be safe" he nodded "Tell lil folks daddy love her" 
I put the phone near my stomach "tell her yo self" he said it again this time and she kicked up against where the phone was placed hearing his voice.

I could already tell she was finna be a daddies girl and she not even out the cooch yet 'Great'.

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(1 weeks later)
Treasure was at the doctors office scrolling through insta she seen that Von and the Asian doll girl was all buddy buddy at the club.