8. christmas eve.

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💿: skin tight- ravyn lenae ft steve lacy

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💿: skin tight- ravyn lenae ft steve lacy.
𝗘𝗹𝘆𝘀𝗶𝗮𝗻 '𝘭𝘺𝘭𝘺' 𝗥𝗶𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗲 𝗠𝗼𝗼𝗿𝗲,
December 24, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯
𝙇𝙊𝙎 𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙀𝙇𝙀𝙎, 𝘾𝘼𝙇𝙄

 𝗘𝗹𝘆𝘀𝗶𝗮𝗻 '𝘭𝘺𝘭𝘺' 𝗥𝗶𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗲 𝗠𝗼𝗼𝗿𝗲,December 24, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯𝙇𝙊𝙎 𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙀𝙇𝙀𝙎, 𝘾𝘼𝙇𝙄

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                   (irl + social media)

   ミ★ "put me down, bruh." it's nine o clock at night and juju decided to be childish; we were decorating our gingerbread house, and she put the white frosting across my forehead and lifted me in the air like i was Simba from the lion king. Navia and Brandon were here too, in competition with us for best gingerbread house.

my partner was not cooperating, what so ever.

"how the song go?" juju turned to brandon who was laughing his drawls off.

"it's the circleeeeeee of lifeeee," brandon and juju started singing together, and i was over it at that point. my body was still being held in the air by ms. big friendly giant. i was holding the frosting bag in my hand, eating it up.

i looked toward my best-friend for help but she was too busy recording and laughing. my middle finger went up on it's own, i flipped the camera off. "if you don't put me down, imma throw you out the window." i threatened, knowing she was not gonna care.

"you can barely push or pick up anything that's above 5 pounds. so how you gonna do that?" brandon added his own input, i huffed and let my head fly back and my arms fall, which was uncomfortable since i was held up in the air by my ARMPITS!!

juju laughed and agreed with him, i hate when the two of them are in a room together. just ugh. she finally put me down, she let out a big huff like i was heavy or something. fuck you too then. the frosting was drying out on my forehead, if i break out because of it, juju's ass will be grass.

she grabbed a paper towel and wet it then wiped it off my forehead. i started putting the rest of the frosting on the gingerbread house that I, YES ME, I DID THE MOST WORK ON. "i'm not building another gingerbread house with you ever again." i told her, she looked at me with a look that read 'oh bitch please' cause she knew i was lying.

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