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amoura "nay"

2 years and 5 months laterthursday

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2 years and 5 months later
thursday

"that'll be 115.79$," i tell my customer. 2 years ago, kris, shay, and i opened our own salons that connect. i run the nails, kristen runs the makeup, and shay runs the hair department.

she hands me an one hundred dollar bill and a fifty, "keep the change boo," i nod before she walks away.

we were closing in about 5 minutes and they were both finishing up their clients, i walk over to shay's department and see her packing. "hey pookie," i greet her, "hey boo, where we goin after this?," she asks picking up her bag.

"we're going to Leeky's house, i don't wanna deal with Jace today," i roll my eyes, Jace and i have been together for 10 months now. he real cool, and his energy there but sometimes he be to much. don't get me wrong i love a clingy nigga, but being at my house waitin on me to get home is TO clingy and it's every night.

"Ugh, Rico better not be there. he on daddy duties, and i know them niggas smoking and shit," Rico and Shay's baby is almost 1, her name is Shyne.

after Shyne was born, Shay and Rico split. she never gave full details.

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leeky's house

"it smell like hot ass in here," i wave my hand around seeing atleast 4 extra niggas in here. "where Leeky?," i ask the random, "he stepped out real quick," he says focusing back on the basketball game.

i sit in the couch with Shay beside me, going on my phone.

i hear the stairs creak and i look up and see mookie walking downstairs tying his drawstrings with some girl behind him.

mookie is a slut. for somebody so quiet, he always got a different bitch. bitches deadass be out here fighting over him.

ion blame em.

"make sure you call me," she tries to kiss him on the lips and turns his head making her kiss his cheek. "mhm," he walks her to the door, he turns around and spots us before chucking his head up.

i wave back while Shay rolls her eyes at him. for some reason they can't stand each other but it's like a brother-sister type hate.

"get out," he says loud enough for everybody to hear, me and shay grab our stuff about to leave with em. "not yall dumbass," he shakes his head goin to the kitchen.

once all the niggas are gone, i start cleaning up the trash and stuff they left. i can't be in a dirty space, i have to clean it.

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