Melody p.o.v
I was over at Kayla's house braiding her hair
Kayla; you sure you don't want me to pay you
Me: I'm sure
Khalil walked into the house with food
Khalil: I thought you said it was just you here
Kayla; welp shit happens
Khalil: you really getting your hair done again
Kayla: why you worried
Khalil; your wasting your fucking money paying melody
Me: she's not paying me bro
Khalil: I'm not your bro
Me: whatever Khalil
I finished the last braid on her head
Me: I'm done
I stood up and started stretching my arms
Kayla; oou thank you girl
Me: your welcome miss girl
Kayla: Khalil how my hair look
He looked up from his phone
Khalil: it's cool
Kayla: aww thank you cuzzo
Me: well imma head home
Kayla: okay text me when you get home
Me: I will
End p.o.v
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