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NA'ZYAH "NANA" MILAN || 22 | ˢᵃᵗᵘʳᵈᵃʸ ʲᵘˡʸ ²³ʳᵈ north philly 📍
"I PROMISE you ian get fried since. That shit traumatized me." Mir says, reminiscing about the other day causing us to laugh.
Spazz's mother decided to throw a cookout to celebrate the first court session going well. You know black people always looking for a reason to throw cookouts.
"But you literally- okay mir." I said choosing to ignore whatever he was saying since he literally had a blunt in hand.
"Ard maybe Im lyin, but I had to embrace my um, fear in the moment." He says before taking a pull from his blunt.
As we are speaking Shy taps my shoulder.
"Look at that girl over there wit spazz." She says to me nodding over to where they are, and I look. It's a pretty li brownskin jawn.
"I think thats Samiyah, but in case it's not dont say nun." I tell her and she nods.
The girl seems to be smiling as spazz introduces her to some of his family members. I remember the first time I attended a cookout with Syncere. I was on him like glue, cause don't leave me with these people who I don't know.
"Imma say sum." Mir says, ever so indiscreetly while leaning over Shy.
"Tymir if youn eat ya food and mind your business." Shy told him.
"But you is my business baby." He says placing a kiss on her lips.
I take a bite of my burger before noticing a familiar smell of cologne and weed.
I look to my right and see Syncere.
"Where was you?" I ask him raising a brow.
"I was wit my momma, she just came." He says and I look at his plate. He had bout 15 different things onnere.
"Whatchu laughin at?" He says noticing me giggling.
"Nun baby gon head and eat." I speak putting my hands at the back of his head
Spazz and the brownskin girl starts to make their way over here. When they reach us, Spazz introduces her.
"Yall this Samiyah, Samiyah this my associates." He says and I mug him.
"Associates my ass, Im Na'zyah." I introduce myself.
