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𝘔𝘐𝘊𝘏𝘐𝘎𝘈𝘕.
I ain't gone lie.
Life been feeling good as hell lately. Which probably sound crazy considering I literally got shot a few months ago.
But almost dying really make you look at shit different. Appreciate things more and not take them for granted.
"Khalil!" I heard my front door open along with a familiar voice.
She was one of them things.
I walked out of my room and into the living room and I saw Kiyari taking off her crocs and set them by the door. Once she looked up she saw me and immediately smiled.
"Hey." She said cheerly.
"Hey." I made my way over to her and pulled her into a hug.
She wrapped her arms around my neck immediately and I frowned a little once the smell of liquor hit me. It wasn't strong enough to where she was sloppy or nothing but enough for me to notice.
"You been drinking?" I pulled back slightly and looked down at her.
"A lil bit." She smiled.
"What is a lil bit? Cause it's only 2 o'clock."
Kiyari laughed and walked past me toward the kitchen. "Why you asking police questions? I'm good."
"Cause every time I see you lately you got a cup."
"That is not true. Do I have one now?" She opened my fridge and grabbed a water bottle.
"No but you drunk sumn. You know what I mean Yari." I straight faced her.
She closed the refrigerator and looked at me with no expression.
"I'm celebrating." She shrugged her shoulders before taking a sip, "Everybody drinking."
"I ain't concerned about everybody cause everybody not my girlfriend. You are." I voiced and she sighed.
"Please don't kill my vibe bro." She looked at me and I mugged her.
Don't know who the fuck she talking to.
But ever since we got together I found myself biting my tongue a lil bit. Not every time but at certain points. I don't be wanting her to feel like I'm suffocating her and I know she's been through a lot and so have I.
I just don't want to say or do the wrong thing.
Before all this if something irritated me I would've said it exactly how I felt it. Me and Yari used to damn near argue just to argue sometimes.
But after everything that's happened certain shit stopped feeling worth it.
I watched her hop up on my counter and cross her legs while scrolling through her phone.
