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"How this shit called baddies Caribbean and it's only one Caribbean girl?" Mizzy huffed

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"How this shit called baddies Caribbean and it's only one Caribbean girl?" Mizzy huffed.

"I don't know, Mizzy." Symere giggled.

They were laid on her bed binge watching baddies Caribbean. Mizzy wasn't with it at first but after hearing Sy beg and whine, he gave in.

"I thought I was gone like diamond but she's annoying as fuck."

"Literally! How she gone call Dia and Slim a follower then go hit Bianca for no reason."

"She look like one of donkey's kids from SHREK."

"Mizzy!" Symere bursted into laughter.

The room filled with silence as the two continued to watch the episode. Symere was beginning to miss Artist since he had been spending more time with Morgan.

"Have you heard from Tizz?"

"Dave said Morgan tried to kiss him but he turned his head." They both laughed.

Symere could imagine Artist with his face all frowned up. He didn't like anybody touching his face nor his lips. He enjoyed kissing only with someone who was his partner.

"Poor Morgan really thinks he wants her." She scoffed, rolling her eyes.

She couldn't stand the thought of Morgan being so close to Artist. It angered her to know that she was getting the attention that she wanted.

"Chill out, this him calling me."

"Wassup, Tizz?"

"This girl really just tried to fucking kiss me yo. I'm taking her stupid ass home."

Sy tried to hold in her laugh but couldn't from the look on his face

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Sy tried to hold in her laugh but couldn't from the look on his face. Mizzy side eyed her knowing she wanted to make her presence known.

"Who dat? You got a girl ion know about?"

Symere popped into the camera smiling widely at him. He smiled back slightly chuckling to himself.

"Wassup, mama? I miss you."

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