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001.

mulani vázquez
the bronx, ny
friday  •  2:33 pm

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"so, my house or yours?" zaya, my bestfriend asked me. "hmm let's do yours since we've done mine twice in a row now." nearly every weekend, zaya and i have sleepovers at each others houses. it's been this way since middle school. we could never get tired of eachothers presence; we're like the same person.

i set my phone up so i can start packing my spennindanight bag with everything i need. "oh yeah by the way i still have your pajama pants you let me wear. don't worry tho, i washed them." last time zaya was here, her dumbass forgot to pack pajamas but somehow remembered everything else. i question her sometimes, not gone lie.

"oh bet imma just wear those then." i then walked into my bathroom to grab my edges brush, edge control, and my toothbrush. i have braids right now so there's no need to grab my brush.

walking back into my room, i go and sit at my vanity and begin to apply some mascara. damn. my lashes been growing fast as ever. "so what you wanna do tonight?" i heard zaya ask through the speaker. "i'm not sure honestly, i mean we can go to the park or something." zaya and i never actually make plans, we always just kind of end up somewhere.

"girl, we stay going to that lil fuck ass park. let's get ice cream or something. oou! matter fact, let's go to target." see, a lot of people may think that's a dumb way to spend your night but, us personally? oh yeah we're going to target. "yessss. plus, i'm running out of vaseline anyway." i said. "okay cool. what time you coming?" she asked. "well i'm bout to leave right now. i still gotta get gas but imma be on my way in a minute." i told zaya. "okay bet, imma see you, love you." she said to me. "love you too, bye."

i hung up the phone with zaya and headed straight to the front door. 'hold on lemme grab some water' i said to myself. i finally step outside and unlock my car doors. getting in, i lock my doors and start the car. i sync my phone up to the bluetooth and start playing my favorite playlist. time to head to the gas station.

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after pumping my gas and everything, i arrived at zaya's. after we greeted eachother, we went into her room. "omg wait, so are you still talking to that boy?" i asked her. "which one? zay or camrin?" i looked at her and we both fell into a fit of laughter. "girl you still be talking to zay? i thought you said he was a bop?" now i'm confused. "yes girl. i don't care, he fineee." shit ion even blame her.

"stand up! but i'm talking about camrin." i said to her. i can't be mad tho because she's just like me forreal. "girl, don't even act like you wasn't on ole boy body too," see, i told you. "but yeah i'm still talking to camrin, why?" she questioned. "oh i was just curious. how's it going with him?" i asked. "well, things are actually going really good. he's so funny and he really treats me well for us to not even be together."

awwe. i love this for her. seeing her happy makes me happy. "well i think you should really take him seriously, i haven't seen him under no one comments or on nobody's story since y'all started talking." i know how niggas can be. they make it seem like they fuck with you but they really be fucking with every other bitch behind your back. i can't have zaya looking stupid out here.

"i know right? im probably gonna cut zay off soon anyway, he turning weird. i just have to be sure." she's right, never cut off all your hoes before you're sure.

we then fell into a momentary silence. i began to scroll through tiktok on my phone when i heard zayas phone go off. "lani," she stated. "yeah?" i responded. "tell me why camrin just texted me talking bout 'slide to the sev, they throwin a function' like..." wow. speak of the devil. i mean on the bright side, atleast he tryna see my bae. i like that he's making an effort.