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𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖗𝖙𝖞 minutes ago Gabriel finished his hair while he tuned back into the show him and Alani watched together. He originally was going to cornrow it back, but to save time he decided to just twist it down.
He put his phone down, he always texted Alani about the interesting parts he'd gotten to. Especially when he tried to figure out the plot himself. She'd never give spoilers and it annoyed him because he hates waiting on answers.
Although he thought to google it, he decided to just be patient and let the story unfold, but he knows they fuck with each other for sure.
"Hey baby boy." Bryshere stretched as he walked out the room, ass naked.
Gabriel looked back and quickly looked away, as if it wasn't something he'd already seen plenty of times now, "Good morning sleepy head." He chuckled.
"Is it really morning?"
"No, Bry." Gabe laughed to himself, "It's a little past midnight."
"Damn, knocked my ass out." Bryshere plopped next to Gabriel.
"Clearly. C'mon, get your naked ass back up and go eat. I want to see if you like it." Gabriel told him, while getting up to warm Bryshere's plate.
"Oooh, what you make?" Bryshere said from the couch.
"Something you wouldn't understand anyway." Gabriel chuckled, sitting the plate on the island near the bar stools.
Bryshere rose up and first went to go slip on his boxers, then coming back and sitting down. "So, Kiara wants to talk to us... together. I'm assuming y'all talked?" He questioned as he began to eat, already impressed.
