Twenty-two year old Hazel K. Langston made a bad decision back when she was 16 years old. Thinking the decision wouldn't affect her in the future, Hazel kept the aftermath a secret. Little did she know, her bad decision came right back to her 6 year...
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"Nah, you trippin', I like sugar in my g-"
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And that's all I have to say about that matter. Salt&Pepper grits >> Sugar grits
Don't even come at me with the spaghetti situation bruh.
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Hazel
"I can't believe you wore your scrubs to class."
"Well shit I had to go to work today too."Troiian sipped from her straw."I don't have time to be playin' with these cosmetology classes."
Afta' classes Troiian and I decided we'd head out together for lunch. At first we thought we'd just get some McDonald's or somethin' but ultimately we ended up at a table in AppleBees.
I chuckled and shook my head."You're crazy. What made you even wanna get into cosmetology afta' spendin' all that time in school for nursin'?"
"Well I always had a eye for make-up when I was young but growin' up my motha' talked me out of it bein' my first profession so instead I headed in the medical direction."She explained."After becoming financially stable I figured I'd just go back to take a few classes."
"Wish I had done somethin' like that but I honestly can't see myself doin' anything else but make-up."
"It's never too late to really get into school ya' know. Just in case you wanna try out somethin' new."
"I know but I can't. Not right na' at least. I have too much goin' on and so much I'm still tryna figure out."
She nodded."I understand. Not to mention you lookin' after your daughter."
