Sincerely Chanel Kapri
𝙰𝚃𝙻𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙰 𝙶𝙰 .
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"look." tempest tapped me making me look up and see jason getting twerked on with all them around him hyping him up.
"and they weird for that." she shrugged. "not even finna sweat it." i shrugged.
"girl fuck that! let's find you a nigga to twerk on." she mugged me.
"niggas don't like when you do the same shit they do."
but to be real i couldn't even trip though for real cause i do my own shit. you just don't know about or he just don't know about.
"him. tall, brown skin, tattoos, grills." tempest pointed. "bitch what i tell you about pointing?" i laughed.
"i'll be back." she said as she stood up. "lyssa, try this." i tapped her making her look at me.
"what you mix this time?" she asked. "patron and lunazul." i told her.
"hmm." she said before taking a sip from it. "shit strong but it's actually good." she said before tempest came back with the boy.
"wassup, what's yo name?" the boy asked making me stand up.
"sin, what's yours?" i asked. "domo."
vulture island came on making me look at tempest. "better do yo biggest one." she pointed.
"got you." i smiled.
when the part came on i stood in front of him and started twerking on him. this was giving me high school but ian care.
"let me get your number." he said once i got up. i nodded. i put my number in his phone then i sat down.
"he was looking at you." tempest laughed. "after this where you wanna go?" i asked her.
"yo shit, yo bed fye." she laughed. "bitch we is not gone be sleepin, we gone be drinkin." i replied.
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"i didn't even really get drunk how i wanted to." i frowned as i came out the kitchen.
"girl it's okay, me too." tempest rolled her eyes.
"can you see who at the door?" i asked as i heard knocks.
"girl we seen you." i heard jaylen say as she walked in the kitchen. "seen me doing what?" i asked as i went back to the living room.
