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"Lemme see." Killa aggressively pulled my face to see the flat iron burn I had on my cheek
"That hurt more than the damn burn." I sucked my teeth but he didn't let go
"You gon be straight." He said like he was so sure then kissed it making me smile
"I guess, shit better not scar." I huffed
"Just put uh coconut oil on it er day, shit ain't gon scar." He shrugged walking out my bathroom
He put the bag he had in his hand down and sat on my bed rolling up
"Can you come wit me?" I asked
"Where?" He questioned
I unplugged my charger and grabbed it with my phone then walked to the room where I make clothes
I really gotta sweep, it's little pieces of different fabrics all over the place
"What dis shit is?" He wrapped his arm around my waist
"I make clothes, put in yo pre order on my Instagram." I said jokingly, really should though
"Girl." He kissed my neck repeatedly then let go of me
We don't follow each other on Instagram but he somehow know what I be posting
I went on Instagram looking at him then looked at his story off my fake page
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"Wanna be seen." I mumbled
"Huh?" He raised an eyebrow
"Nun, I got shit to do." I put my phone down while he sat on the table
"I wan watch you do this shit." He blew smoke out his mouth
"Unt unt, my clothes can't be smelling like weed." I said before he dropped the blunt, he looked at it then we looked at each other
Yes, yes, I am.
He picked it up and tossed it in the trash can and sat back where he was
I grabbed my notepad that had the shit wrote down of what I needed to do
