She kept talking her ass off. I wasn't annoyed but damn do you eva chill? She sighed before looking up at me...
"Bae." She called.
I looked at her through the mirror as I was putting my chains on.
"Last night, I dreamed I was a bottle of ketchup... and you were mustard. Which is weird cause usually your mayonnaise in my dreams. Why do you suppose that is?" She asked, holding in her laugh.
I balled up my fist and mugged her.
"Yo bro. Shut the fuck up." I said mad aggressive.
She gasped before sinking her eyes into her phone.
Good.
She deadass ain't say shit for like 10 minutes and I started to feel bad.
I tried to spark up a conversation again so she can start talking to me. "Ma, how you like the new album?" I asked.
"It was good." She said dryly.
"Uhh ok... um... You like the video?" I asked nervously.
"Yes bae. It was nice." She said making me scrunch my face. "Nah word to everything you buggin." I said as I marched up to her.
