Divorce Court

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August pov : I wuz trying to sleep but wit my hand in my boxers since tyla aint want gimme nun. She talkin bout she tired and shit , so meh bein da caring husband I am I told ha dat I wuld do all da work. Shit aint work and so here I am eleven oclock wide awake lookin at da ceeling. I turned on da tv since I culdnt go to sleep and started watchin Martin.

August: I say jermoe in da house I say Jerome in da house

Tyler: if you don't shut up

August: take yo tired ass bac to sleep. To tired to get dicked down but you up complain

I rolled my eyes and stuck my tongue at ha, and turned da tv up moe. I wuz watchin sum commercial about some mediation wen I felt myself get pushed off da bed.

August: See dis dat bullshit tyla

Tyler: Shouldn't of turnt up the tv

August: You kno wat tyla I can divorce you. You aint dat cute

Tyler: ( rolls eyes) If you divorce does that mean that I can sleep peace

August: HELL NAH. Im still be fuckin wit you and if you eva try to pull a blac chyna and date chris brown

Tyler: really

August: You aint slick I see how you be lookin at him in This Christmas. You wuld fuck him , I wonda if you fuck him rite now

Tyler: You need help and I mean professionaly

August: Nah I need some ( smirk)

Tyler: Shut up ( hit him with a pillow) 


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