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12.

mookie
saturday
5pm

"nigga, if you fight him you gone look like a bitter baby daddy," Leeky says passing the blunt to rico. "man ian bitter but fuck she doin getting another nigga," he argues back.

today shay throwing a housewarming party for her new nigga who just got outta jail according to nai and rico ain't fuckin wit shay right now cause of it.

"you cheated with her biggest opp fuck was she supposed to do?," smokey laughs, "man that shit old as hell," rico says with an attitude. "she was going into labor and you almost missed the birth of your child," leeky states.

one thing about us we ain't goin sugar coat shit towards each other. as i light my blunt, i feel my phone vibrate.

lil bit
incoming call

as soon as i put the phone to my ear, she starts going off. "where yall at? yall supposed to helping decorate? i swear yall are useless. if yall not here in 10 minutes im beating everybody's ass," *beep*beep*.

"mmcht," i smack my teeth, who tf she talkin to? "we gotta go," we deadass outside of her house smoking ian even realize the time. "ard," rico grumbles putting the blunt out, i pull the chapstick out my pocket and apply it before grabbing a piece of gum from my cup holder.

once we're all out the car i lock my doors and walk up the stairs into nai's crib. we all walk in and see her in some jeans and a sports bra running around like a headless chicken.

she's has the phone to her ear with a banner in her hand. when she gets close enough i pull her towards me by her belt loop and she groans. "baby i don't have time for this, grab something and help it was supposed to start at 5," she whines and pecks my lips before walking away.

baby?

i ain't gone cap, she gone a nigga feeling hisself. "nah ain't no way, niggas face red as a bitch," leeky's the first one to speak, "nigga blushin," smokey adds on while they die laughing.

"fuck yall laughing for? do something," nai said comin around the corner handing us the banner, "that's going right there," she points and hands smokey some streamers.

rico's salty ass sat his ass on the couch sipping from his bottle.

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nai's pov

by the time everything was done it was 6pm and people had already arrived. now we were just waiting on shay and saint.

i walk over to rico and sit beside him, honestly he's ruining the vibe. "wassup?," i ask, "she really with that clown ass nigga," he mumbles slurring his words a little.

"what was she supposed to do?," i ask him, "it ain't even the fact she moved on, it's the fact she made it seem like we was gone work something out and get back together whole time she was fucking with another nigga," he says shaking his head.

i couldn't even say none cause she was wrong for that.

"at the end of the d-," the door opens and in walks shay and saint. everyone yells 'surprise' making rico's head pop up.

"you did this for me?," i hear saint ask and i get up seeing jah behind them with his 2 girls. over the past couple over days, we've been texting on some friendly shit.

"heyyy," i greet once he puts his youngest down and give him a hug, his hand travels a little danger towards my ass so i pull away. "i'm glad you could make it, welcome to my home," i say and he smiles.

this man is fione.

"preciate you, im fuckin with the decorations," he says and i nod thanking him. "you thirsty?," i ask, "i could go for something," he says and i grab his hand leading him towards the kitchen.