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𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓪𝓻𝓲 𝓐𝔃𝓪𝓻 𝓜𝓲𝓽𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓵
𝓐𝓾𝓰𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓦𝓮𝓭𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓭𝓪𝔂 📍𝓐𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽
I rubbed my six month old belly as I walked to the back room. Jay and E were setting up Baby boy's crib and it kinda sounded like they were struggling. I walked in the room smacking in my pineapples drenched in tajin
"Yall ok" I asked
"No, this nigga is dumb" E said
"Nigga I'm done?" Jay mugged
"Yes the fuck you are" Eziryah mugged back
"If I'm so fucking dumb, then do it yourself" Jay dropped on of the wooden slacks
"Gladly" He said "Bitch" He added on
"Eziryah I will body slam yo ass" Jay turned to him
"Shut up nigga" E waved him away
"Yall act like damn brothers" I laughed
"Whatchu smackin on" Jay came to me
"My pineapples, go make my baby chair" I said
"Our baby" He bucked
"Go make his chair" I pointed
"He prolly can't even put that shit together" E said
"I'll shave yo fucking head" Jay threatened
"I would like to see you try" E snapped back
"Yall need to stop arguing and do my baby room" I walked away
"Our baby!" Jay yelled at me
I went into the living room and sat on the couch turning on Braxton Family Values this was literally my show. I watched it everyday then restarted it when I finished watching it, I loved this show down.
"You watching this shit again" Jay came into the living room
"Shol is, did you finish my baby room?" I asked
"I'm not finna keep correcting you Mari" He death stared me
"Sorry" I smiled
"Sorry my ass" He mugged
"You ain't answer my question tho." I folded my arms
