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games we play 13

i was scrolling on my computer to find me another phone. think i'm gonna upgrade because why not? i've gone this whole week without a phone and it's not that bad. my ipad has been doing just fine. but i know i need a phone, i can't just go without one. plus i'm going with lo tonight.

the girls have been with bey a lot this week. thankfully! i was able to get a lot of house stuff done. like get the courage to actually redo their rooms. give my baby her own room like she'd been asking.

it's a process.

the time was nearing for them to get out of school so i was making sure to watch the time. beyoncé had them so i was gonna pick them up today. kind of need their help because i don't know their suggestions for their rooms.

i'll be pissed if i do something and they not like it. my girls aren't girly so that makes it very hard. can't just buy a bunch of pink and purple stuff to call it a day.

just as i was closing my computer the call icon popped up. it was beyoncé. i huffed but answered anyways, staring into the camera. ever since she broke my phone i have not been wanting to talk to her. just for the sake of the girls.

she was driving, glancing from the road to me.

"what you looking ugly for?"

"i'm not looking ugly. what you calling me for?"

"you picking them up?"

"yea."

"so why the fuck you still sitting down?"

i rolled my eyes and got out the bed. she think she running somebody. talking to me crazy.

"what y'all doing this weekend? i was trynna see if you wanted to take them somewhere."

"nope. i have stuff to do." i spoke from across my room. grabbing a small jacket and my crocs.

"like the fuck what? we can take them skating or some shit."

"you can. it'll be nice for you to spend time with them anyways. you don't need me, to do that." i went back in the camera. she always wanna include me when it comes to what she does with the girls entertainment wise. i don't have to go.

"man you going with us, ion care about none of that." she grumbled and sat up in the drivers seat to focus on the road. i swear she be looking so good but i can't let that get the best of me.

"you trynna go places, you got the money for my phone?" i mugged. i've yet to bring it up to her but i want her to pay for it. it's nothing for me, still the fact. i'm a single mother and gotta come out of my pocket because the other parent broke something....

"i got the money for whatever you like baby."

"ok so send me the money to get another phone. since you wanna break people shit."

"girl calm yo ass down. i'll buy another one just to break that bitch. i can get you another phone ma, that's nothing."

i rolled my eyes for maybe the millionth time. she wanna be cocky and stuff when nobody asked all that. send the funds.

"and your kids need new room stuff. so send something over for that too." i mumbled picking at the sheet. might as well throw the whole nine yards out there. "and their hair done."

"alright man."

"mmhm."

"anything else?"

"we need some groceries."

"imma buy some food stamps, fuck that shit."

i shrugged. ion care what she do as long as we get some food in this house. imma send her a list and make her go get it as well.