𝒞𝒶𝓉𝒶𝓉𝑜𝓃𝒾𝒶
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Unknown location
12:00 am
Wednesday
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Shani Ocean Brown
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"10,11,12,13, and 14 bands can we go upstairs now", I said to P.
I was helpin around the trap countin money and rollin up.
Wasn't much else ta do.
"gimme a sec mama", P said tappin my thigh.
I got up from his lap so he could go over to the niggas inna gang.
I rolled my eyes leanin my head on my hand.
"Shani!" P yelled.
"Hm?" I asked gettin up n walkin over to him.
"Yo ts lil G", he said puttin his arm around my waist.
"Hi", I said waving.
He was a lil chubby wit mad chains on.
"Yooo", he responded.
"Lil G do tats." P told me.
"Oh ts cool", I said.
Idk why he was telling me this.
"He gon do yo tats", he told me.
"My what?" I said laughin.
He looked at me wit a stern look.
"Give us a second", P said and Lil G nodded.
We walked away back to the couches and P sat me on top of him.
He rubbed circles on my thigh, gazin into my eyes.
"Ion like you goin against me in front of people", he told me.
"I don't like you deciding things without telling me esp some like dis", I said shruggin my shoulders.
"What's there ta tell", he said.
"If I want you to get a tat you gon get a tat you my bitch", he told me.
I scrunched my face up and attempted to stand up when he pulled me back down.
He gave me one of "those" looks and I decided to bite my tongue.
It's fine Shani.
Pick your battles.
"And what tat did u "decide" for me?" I asked him.
"You gon get my name on yo thigh n my face onna other", he replied.
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catatonia.
Teen Fictioncat·a·to·ni·a /ˌkadəˈtōnēə/ noun abnormality of movement and behavior arising from a disturbed mental state -- Growing up in Harlem, 15 year old Shaniya Ocean Brown has difficult family problems. Her daddy issues cause her to yearn for the attention...
