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"Oh my." I mumbled into the receiver, placing Mylen's breakfast plate in front of him.
"Girl yes. We were both super drunk. He ended up sushcubing me with a Santa Clause hat on and a trench coat. Don't ask."
"Oh my god." I burst out laughing. Sushcuba is basically our keyword for fucking. I don't remember how it came about but it just feels much more comfortable to say around kids.
To sum up what she'd just said, Trey hit it in a Santa hat and trench coat at her birthday party last weekend. Who does that?
Mylen glanced at me, probably wondering what had me so tickled. But, it's grown folk business so he doesn't need to know about it.
I stuck my tongue out goofily, earning a smile before he continued saying his grace.
"At least you had a nice birthday bitch."
"Yeah." Samere agreed. I could tell she was grinning over the phone.
Little nasty.
It was only a matter of time before she and Trey did the do. I knew it was going to happen, we all did. I don't know if this indicates that they're together but if she's happy, I'm happy. Even if she's just getting the dick.
It's kind of weird though. Trey and Chris are best friends then the two of us are best friends. Ew.
That doesn't mean we're going to go on double dates or the four of us are gonna hold hands and skip around gleefully. Hell to the nah nah nah.
While I began to scrub the non-stick pan, I decided to change the subject before she went deeper into detail and made my stomach churn.
"So, you just weren't going to tell me that Chandra would be at the party?" If I never ran into her I probably would've never known that she was there.
"Whose Chandra?" Mylen piped up, being the mosey child he is.
You're aunt.
But, I couldn't tell him that.
"A friend Mylen. Mind ya business kid."
He held his little hands up in surrender, placing his attention back on the full plate before him.
"Don't talk to my baby like that." Samere snapped as if Mylen was her child.
"Tell her TT!" He co-signed, loud enough for her to hear. The two of them are always trying to gang up on me.
"Anyways, I thought she'd left by the time you had gotten there. I invited her on Facebook and she came. I didn't even think she was."
I flinched at the word Facebook."Samere only old people get on Facebook."
"Hey, Trey does!"
"Exactly."
"Leave him alone." Of course she was going to defend the nigga that dicked her down the other night.
"I'm joking but, did she tell you about that party she's having tomorrow night?" Cha had texted me the information earlier this morning and I was contemplating on going.
"Yeah, I think I'm going to go. She did come to my party so I should at least show up to hers. You could be my date."
"Ehhhhhhhh." I dragged out the word."I'm tired of partying anyways. Mylen's gonna be out of town and I'd rather cuddle with Chris."
"Oh baby fuck no." Mylen mumbled, placing the syrup down to glance at me. My head snapped around to look at him in disbelief. He's been cursing under his breath a lot lately. This little boy must have a death wish.
