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Six.

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📍Miami, Florida📍
🗓️ April 10th
Amarion Moore ♊️
Age 23

it's been days since we been living in dis warehouse and im lowkey tired of it.

nd sleeping on dis couch is not cutting it.

ik Zay pissed he still sleeping here too, but how was i gonna say no?

i mean we took him so it's fair.

i'm just being rational.

but i might take us somewhere else.

plus i needa get in contact with ma sister asap.

i miss her.

"yo, come get yo food." Zay snaps me out ma thoughts.

i get off the couch, walking to the table.

"you got Sya and Skye sum right?" i ask making sure his lil mean ass did as i told him.

"wit you breathing up and down ma neck about it i couldn't forget."

i roll ma eyes, "chill, im just making sure."

i grab ma food from yellow basket. dis time i got some pancakes fa me nd lil ole girl.

hope she like pancakes.

i like Skye, i was always good wit kids. she seem cool wit me.

im fucking wit it.

ion think Syamir like dat tho.

speaking of...

we catch him walking down stairs in a oversized shirt.

he yawns, holding Skye on his hip.

my eyes fall down to his legs.

i lick ma lips.

not gone lie, every since we found out dis nigga got a pussy it's been awkward.

like i know anything shouldn't change but it did.

i just can't see him the same.

but it explains why he took all day shopping.

got dem fememinemin traits. or however the fuck you say it.