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𝐀 𝐑 𝐌 𝐀 𝐍 𝐈 ❛❛ 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬 ❜❜
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Chayse Armani White Friday, April 10, 2020 Atlanta, Ga ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
"BABY, what do you think about me starting a makeup line?" Chayse asked Gervonta. They were laid up in his bed doing nothing in particular.
"It's a good idea. Keep you out the club every night." He said.
"I'm not in the club every night though." She frowned.
"Bae, let's be realistic. Majority of yo money comes from yo hostings. I'on want my girl to just be known as that bitch who be in the club every night getting drunk and shaking ass. That shit don't look good for either of us." Gervonta explained his reasoning
"So this is just about you and your image? You don't care that I wanna start the makeup line because it's something that I'm interested in, you just want me to do it so you look better to the public." She pushed his arm away and scooted to the edge of the bed.
"Armani, you in yo head right now. I never said that." He told her. "I just want what's best for you." He grabbed her hand and tried to pull her back.
She stared at him. Her heart and mind were saying two different things. Her mind was telling her that she wasn't just in her head and what he was saying was not okay. On the other hand, her heart thought it was sweet that he cared about what was best for her.
Deciding to listen to her heart, she moved back into her original position. She didn't wanna go through a toxic relationship, so sometimes you just gotta shut up and let them have it.
This was her first mistake.
"My fault for making you feel like I'on care about your interests and shit." He gave a very half-assed apology.
