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ᥫ᭡ KIYOMI TRUE
ST. LOUIS, MISSOURI
MARCH TWENTY 2024
"Cute?"
Kiyomi raked her fingers through the ends of her hair, reaching up to retuck the stray hairs behind her ear. A'shaun squinted, a stank face slowly rising to his face as he shook his head no, "Unt,"
Kiyomi smacked her lips, "Hater," she crossed her legs as she stood outside her stylists shop, waiting for the silver Nissan to pull up and drop her back off at home. Ubering had quickly became her best friend when Semaj or A'shaun wasn't around to be her chauffeur.
It's been about three days since she returned back home and oddly enough she felt like she had eyes on her at all times. She hadn't voiced these thoughts, not exactly wanting to scare anyone since she could just be tripping, but the feelings were starting to get worse.
"Why you look scared?"
"Scared?" she questioned, trying her best to play it off, watching the pull up near her. She made sure to check the face of the driver, matching it to the picture on the phone before hopping inside and letting out a mental sigh of relief, "I was looking for my ride,"
On the bright side, Saniyah secured the house and they were given the okay to move in seeing they let the landlord know it was urgent and they were okay with any minor repairs left to do like landscaping and repainting smudges on the wall. "Hm," he didn't believe her but she wouldn't talk when she was ready, "You got your hair done just to have to fuck it up by moving,"
"First of all I can't lift shit so ya'll will be moving my shit while I sot pretty," she smiled sweetly.
