Chapter 4

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Kadryn in the mm.

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I wake up to loud laughs and talking . Wtf bruhh.

I get up and see a little bag with some clothes and toothbrush and hair stuff .

I walk to his bathroom and hop in the shower. I let the water run through my hair making it curly .
When I hop out I change into the clothes , high-waisted jeans and a tupac shirt . How did I not see that coming ? I let my curls and hang and run downstairs.

I see like 10 men .

" Damn pac , this ya lady, "

Before I could object.
" Yeah nigga , and its gone stay that way ", he says eyeing the man and putting his arm around me .

I just stood there dumbfounded .
"They got some food in the kitchen baby girl " , tupac says smiling at me .

I began too walk to the kitchen uncomfortable because of all the stares.

" I like that shirt too ," he says smirking .

"Haha", I say sarcastically.

He play TOO much.

I look and see a plate of waffles and strawberries. I know tupac ain't cook this shit .

--- after breakfast ---

I was in the living room with Pac and his crew , they were funny af. They was steady dissing biggie and puff.

I finger through my curls.

I should dye my hair. Hmmm.

"Kadryn , Kadryn?".

"Ugh yeah?".

" I'll be back later , u need anything ?" , pac asks .

"Ohh no I'm fine ", I reply nicely .

He kisses me on the cheek and heads out .

Wtf . I'm falling for Tupac Shakur...

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Its a filler chapter , its short but its something .
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Looking for a co-writer.

-breaaa

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