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SAVANI.
" girl , Ian liking Chicago so far , why it's so .. ion know " I shrugged looking as me and my cousin stood outside the Mall waiting for her plug to come get us.
" bitch u gotta get used to it , it's lit as shit out hea " she said putting her phone in her back pocket.
Me and Kianna were more like sisters than cousins. I had no siblings so she was really all I had looked at as a sister tho. No matter what we called eachother sisters. No body could break our bond. Shit too strong.
I recently moved back out here to Chicago so we could be closer since I didn't like being in Baltimore nomo. Shit was so draining.
" he right here cmon " she picked up some of our bags and headed to an all black hellcat. The music was so loud. Mad ghetto.
" wassam ki " some tall lightskin got out the car and walked over to us helping us with the bags. He was cute. He needed a retwist tho. Like asap.
" wassup keem " she smiled grabbing some bags from me since I was carrying a lot. I looked at him before getting in the back seat. " thank you for picking us us " Kianna said sitting in the passenger seat.
Who is this nigga and why is she so comfortable with this hoe? He looked like he just got done fucking a bitch just na.
" u know it ain't shit " he said pulling off but turning his music down. I decided not to speak and just kinda mind my business. I pulled out my blue iPhone 13 Pro Max and got onto social media. I was kinda known on there. Me and ki both was. We did everything together.
" who li ma inna back? " he asked referring to me. " oh that's my sister " she said smiling looking back at me. " u good? U mad silent boo " she asked.
" yeah I'm good " I reassured her before going back to minding my business.
" damn Youn speak ? U all up inna nigga car and shit " he mugged me with a lil base in his voice.
"BI- hello " I changed my choice of words. I didn't know how to talk to niggas. I had a reckless mouf.
" Ian wit da disrespect shit na " he threw a quick glance at me.
" uhh uhn don't start that , she ain't meant it like that " ki defended me.
" yeah Igh " he rolled his eyes.
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" that's all the bags? " I asked ki who walked in with a bag or two.
" yeah he finna come in with the last 3 " she sighed putting her hair up and taking her shoes off.
" who is he too u anyways? " I sat on a bar stool spinning around waiting for her to answer.
" he my plug girl " she chuckled pulling out some money. He walked in humming as he sat the bags on the counter looking at both of us. I kept spinning not really paying him no Neva mind.
" thank you keem , u got sum weed on u? " she asked waving two 40 dollar bills in his face.
" I got a few pre rolled blunts , how much u need? " he tilted his head digging in his pocket pulling out 2 pre rolled perfect blunts. Whoever rolled that shit got talent. I can't even roll forreal.
" just two " she said looking at the blunts. " hm " she passed him the money and he didn't take it.
" maneeee u know betta " he sucked his teeth.
" bruh take it , since when u give out shit fa free? " she sighed shoving the money on chest.
" oop " I mumbled.
" girl keep this , ima see ya another time " he said before walking out. " anyways let's get high " she smiled walking over to me with the blunts.
" what was all that about " I said grabbing a blunt. " that was so random " I had an awkward face expression.
" girl he was being dumb like , he always make me pay ion know why he tryna be weird cuz u here " she shrugged sitting on the black a grey couch.
" odd as fuck , lemme find a lighter doe " I said getting up from the chair and grabbing my purse digging into it getting a lighter. " got ittt " I squealed walking over to her as I sparked my blunt.
" bitch u too happy " she chuckled grabbing the lighter from me and sparking her own. " BITCHHHH " I took a hit from my blunt then looked at it funny.
" WHAT ? He laced us didn't he? " she started crying.
" bitch no , this that good shit " I chuckled looking at Kianna cry like a dummy.
" oh girl fuck you , and I know this that good shit " she wiped her tears and kept smoking her blunt.
Talk to 2 u by Brent faiyaz played on the main TV as we sat there and got high. This was a different typa high ion know what typa weed this was.
" bitch I can't finish this , ima be fucked to the fucked up " I lit the out.
" keem be having the good shit , that's why I was shocked when he ain't lemme pay " she shrugged finishing hers.
" he was lowkey fine " I laid my head back staring at the celling. We also had led lights in our living room it made everything 10x better.
" bitch that's why u was quiet? U want him? " she smiled looking at me high off her ass. If I didn't kno better I would've thought her face was falling apart.
" nooo I was just shy , he Ain't speak so I damn sure wasn't finna speak first , fuck no " I played with my nails.
" he was feeling u , I can tell " she smiled laying down on my lap.
" girl bye , shutcho High ass up ... " the room fell into a comfortable silence. " let's make some wings and fries " she suggested hopping up and sliding into her slides.
" yo energetic ass " I rolled my eyes following after her into the kitchen. " oh we gotta put these clothes and shit up " she bit her nail looking at all the bags.
" bitch we can do that shit later , I'm not finna deal with that " i opened the freezer taking out some wings and frozen fries. Cuz WHO finna cut up some fucking fries ?Not I.
" let's make lemon pepper andddd barbecue " she pulled out some seasonings putting them on the counter.
" Ouu that sound so good " my mouth watered at the thought. Back real big.
