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𝐵𝑒𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒̀
"Aye! Shut the fuck up, y'all too loud!" I mugged my friends. We were all hanging around at Robyn's place, acting a fool so I decided to go live to mess with the fans a little bit.
"Who all here? The team and some randoms." I laughed a little, breaking up some weed. I rolled myself a nice fat blunt and lit it off camera. I'm not bout to set this shit up again if Instagram cut it off.
I missed my girl already if I'm being honest. Returning home was my least favorite thing but the trip had to come to an end because of Onika's job search and my interviews and party life.
I know, I know. What I'm doing doesn't sound extremely important, but this is all I really have to do during the offseason.
"These nigga's don't understand what be quiet means." I rolled my eyes and these idiots still running their mouths. Gazing back at the comments, I read some more. They were all just saying how good I looked and that my girlfriend needs to come get me before they do. "Y'all gon' stop playing with me, I'm a married woman now." I joked.
But to be fair, that's how we been acting lately. Married as hell. I'm still deciding the right time to plant a baby on her. She stuck with me regardless, the fuck.
"Y'all gon' see, we finna pop out with our own basketball team of kids. All D1 athletes." I laughed.
"Nigga, you look crazy as hell, talking to yourself." Rih sat next to me and slung her arm over my shoulder, Kelly sat on the other side of me. "I'm on live, get yo musty ass off of me, bitch ass."
"Fuck you nigga, I smell like flowers." She emphasized each syllable of the word by my ear making me cringe and mush her fat ass head away.
"You smell like trees, you druggie."
She hit me and we started fighting a bit before Kels told us to look at something. I narrowed my eyes at the screen then smiled when I saw that my baby commented, telling me to call her.
"Girl, if you don't go live with me. I miss youuuu." I sent her a request and she answered it momentarily.
"You're high as hell." She laughed lightly. I frowned though. She wasn't showing her face.
"Lemme see you. Show the world how sexy my wife is."
"I'm not done up today. I just got home, ugly. Leave me alone." She complained.
"Girl, fuck that. You're beautiful regardless. Everybody in comments let my girl know she's fucking gorgeous or I'ma cut this shit off in five minutes."
Everyone was sending heart eyes and other emojis telling her how pretty she is but I started to get made realizing it was mad niggas acting thirsty as fuck. "Calm y'all hungry asses down, she mine."
I heard Nicki laugh before she propped up the phone and showed that she was sitting at the vanity in her bedroom. "Don't start with them, honeybee. I can't be on here long though. I just wanted to see if you were gonna come by."
