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by SEXCMUSICLOVER

06/18/24 -

- 2:30 pm

notti and melena sat in her room , cuddled up on her bed , notti watching her place things in her pinterest boards with music playing in the background.

"bae, this look good?" she asked, showing him the hibachi that came on her recommended pins as she put it in her '#food' board. "yea, wanna go get hibachi later?"

"mm mm, you wanna try and make it though?" she turned around with a smile. "whatchu mean make it ma? how we posed to do that professional shit?" he laughed.

"we can figure it out." she shrugged as she got out the bed while holding her ipad and phone, dragging notti out with her. sighing, he got up nonetheless and followed her downstairs to the kitchen.

"do you even have a plan or like..." notti asked while he watched melena set her iphone up on the counter, going to instagram live. "so we finna try to make the rice and maybe the lil noodles they be doin but that all depends on how the rice goes." she said as she titled the live and started it.

"wassup, yall." lena said as her supporters flooded the live. "we finna try and make hibachi cs we saw this on pinterest." she said as she showed the picture on her ipad. "baby, read the comments while i get the stuff." she said, looking up the ingredients while walking to the pantry.

"yurrrr, she got us doing some diy shit. that's what it's called, diy? yea diy. 'why yall didn't go to a restaurant'... exactlyyy. she talkin bout she gon figure it out. we don't even know what we doing!" notti read the comments.

"stop talkin shit nd help me bring all this stuff over there." lena rolled her eyes, placing the ipad down to grab 6 different items. ethan sighed and walked towards her. "what else you want me to get, mama?" he asked looking back at her. "the stuff on the ipad that's not checked off."

he looked at the screen to see what hadn't been checked off the list and started looking and gathering what was left. "ok so yall basically the plan is to make the fried rice, chicken, noodles, and the lil yellow/orange sauce they be havin on top of everything."

"we did our shit, ma, this shit smack!" notti smiled, pointing at his bowl with his fork repeatedly. he