𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝟭𝟵In the basic yellow sports bra and TUFF CROWD shorts, Jayla stood in her Chanel slides at the door watching the Acura MDX park, and Juni got out with MJ, their loud voices in the middle of a conversation. Although she was feeling sick, she invited them over after getting a nap in once everyone left for Philly. She slept longer than anticipated, the sun setting to its horizon.
Juni approached wit grocery sacks from Vons and MJ was only carrying her exclusive sneakers and Jayla was the first to speak. "What you hoes doing, passing around my shoes?"
"Wit y'all gigantic ass feet? Girl bye." MJ gave Jayla her sneakers, "But you looking pretty, though, big boobies," she smacks her breasts one by one, and Jayla frowned since her breasts ached.
"Ow, bitch! You just in a seven, and we in a eight so not too much." Jayla replied to her comment, letting them in. "What's the sacks for?"
"You told me you weren't feeling good, sooo Halmeoni gave me the recipe to her dak juk," Juni told her wit the mention of the Korean dish they ate when they were younger and feeling under the weather, "Now let's go to that big ass kitchen y'all got up in here."
Jayla led em to the kitchen as Juni says, "And I bought the whole chicken cooked and broth. Don't tell Halmeoni I told you that."
"Ain't like she talking to me no way," Jayla comments, sitting at the island wit MJ.
"Why it's so quiet in here?" MJ wanted to know.
"Everybody gone. I'm here all alone for a few days. Why you think I invited you hoes over?" she told her as Juni washed her hands.
"Mhm, and why you feeling under the weather, miss thing?" MJ asked, eyeing her skeptically.
Jayla glanced at Juni, who made a face, and chuckled. "I'm surprised big mouth didn't tell you by now."
"Uhh, I can hold stuff in," Juni defended her.
"Tell me what, and why I'm the last one to know?" MJ asked feeling a way.
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General FictionBOOK #7 || De'Aundre Booker balancing life in modern day society after years in prison.