Fraudulence.

21.

A lot of people have been messaging me asking for my personal Instagram. Eh... I'on know bout alla det lmaoo 😂.

Y'all sure y'all wanna die from extreme ugliness this early in life? Well, if you want my personal Instagram, comment on this line.

On with the chapter....

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Camila...

"No work today." I sang to myself as I danced through Zoovier's kitchen.

This morning when I came downstairs to get something to drink, I noticed that Zoo had a blender sitting on the cabinet.

So, I decided to make myself a pineapple, strawberry, and banana smoothie for breakfast.

"Good morning!" I sang as Zoo walked into the kitchen.

He laughed before he raised his eyebrow at me. "You seem like you in a good ass mood." He took my class, sipping from it. "This good as fuck, Mila."

"I don't have to go to work today." I cheesed while snatching it back. "Do you want some–"

"Pussy? Yeah." He interrupted. He knew damn well I wasn't going to ask him if he wanted some pussy.

I sat my cup down on the counter top. Then I punched the shit out of his bird chest. "You know I was not about to ask you that, Wap."

"Shit." He gasped as he held onto his chest. "You caught me off guard. Knocked the wind outta' my chest."

"That's what you get." I opened the refrigerator to grab the pitcher with the rest of the smoothie in it. "Do you want some of this smoothie, fuck ass nigga." I muttered the last part.

"Shit, I guess." He shrugged and leaned up against the counter.

"Here." I handed him a cup. "Don't move or this is about to be all over the floor." I warned like he was Zoelle.

"I'm not Zovie." He blandly told me. "You know what," He took the pitcher from me. "Let me do 'dis." 

"Whatever." I held my hands up in defense.

Drinking from his cup he asked, "So what you tryna' do ta'day?"

"Chill with my baby." I grabbed his hands and held onto them.

"Bhill. We throw up B's ova' hea', baby." He let his tongue swipe across his bottom lip. "Nah, I'm jus' playin'. But it's whatever you wanna do."

I shrugged. "I really don't know. I'm used to cleaning up all day and then going in to work." I explained.

"You're a celebrity. Your day should be lit." I pointed out with my hand extended towards him.

He shook his head before letting small chuckle leave his lips. "You know I'm a chill ass person. I'on do shit all day but get high and do nothin'."

"Zoo, if you're going to be this boring, I might as well take my ass home." I pouted.

He playfully thumped my bottom lip. "Okay. What? You wanna go ta' a club or somethin'?" He suggested.