#𝙠𝙖𝙮𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠 𝙛𝙖𝙣 𝙛𝙞𝙘..
He eventually turned the corner and opened up a gate seeing what looked like a secret garden.
'"You found this how?"
"Come on" he leaned forward to grab my hand and pull me towards him, he closed the gate behind us...
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Carmen Aiko Walker | 19 | YouTuber
"Yo my heart you said you was from Chiraq?"
"Yeah I'm from Chicago why you keep asking?" I asked turning around to give him a lil mug, him and the nigga with the blue locs keep asking questions that they had no business asking.
"You know someone called Diamanté? Lemme show you her IG" a few seconds later he put the phone in front of my face to show me the same girl that tried to get me jumped cause she thought I was fucking on her nigga.
Man females really be weird to me cause why do somebody need to be fucking on your nigga just cause he was talking to himself in my DMs.
They be acting like I met up with the nigga, went to crib and watched Netflix. Me and that nigga never crossed paths he only found me cause Diamanté was my friend. Also why do females always gotta attack the other girl, ain't your nigga the problem?
He owe you loyalty not me. I do believe I am a girls girl so when I do find out they have a girlfriend they are immediately blocked and when you see them in person you gotta run real fast.
"Yeah I know her. Why?"
I heard smack his lips before he spoke "nah she a dirty ass bitch. I'm telling y'all niggas these Instagram bitches don't be clean, crib was mad dirty".
"Nah Carmen I hope you ain't one of them" mr blue locs spoke up.
"I give off I'm dirty?" For me just based of your vibe I could tell if a female or nigga be dirty, just from the way they be acting out in public there's just certain shit that you shouldn't be doing if you claim to be clean.
"Ion know my heart, take me to ya crib and show me".
I couldn't help but to let out a lil laugh; it was smooth "you too young and you not my type boo".
"Young? I'm a grown ass man mami".
"I'm ya type?" Turning back to look at who spoke I already knew he wasn't my type but I ain't get to see his face clearly.
"Yeah you not my type either" the only attractive nigga I seen since I been in New York is Blovee, that Bando nigga ain't ugly neither but when they're too pushy for your number or something it makes them instantly unattractive to me.
Be a man and handle rejection.
"What typa niggas you like?" Instead of giving him a full answer I just shrugged my shoulders it ain't them so it shouldn't matter.
