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Name: Serenity Angelica Nasambique
Location: House
Date: June 15

"When do you wanna get married." I asked chase as I sat on the counter with him standing in between my legs and I ate strawberries.

"Like I wanna propose to you sometime after our four year anniversary and then we could get married like a year or two after I proposed to you on that exact date."

"Awe that's so cute yeah I wanna do that. I want a cute little ring that's really sparkly."

"Of course you do." he said with a playful roll of his eyes.

I smacked my lips putting focusing my attention on putting whipped cream on my strawberry.

"So like are we going to plan our pregnancy out or just fuck until it happens?" I asked him once I finished the strawberry in my hand.

"I think I just wanna see what happens make sure my pull out game weak asf abs not use condoms."

"Yeah ion wanna stress the shit out because that makes no sense and then I'll go through hella pregnancy test and end up disappointed when I find out that I'm not pregnant."

"Yeah I just want healthy little boys."

I squirted my eyes at him. "No want girls I already had my one boy now I want girls."

"Hell nab I'm not about to be in a house full of girls that's too much especially when they grow up. They start liking niggas and that's risking me going to jail and then they got periods and everything that's a no go." he complained.

"You're over exaggerating it it's really not that much and I want girls to dress them up so that I could take them shopping and we could have mommy daughter time."

"That's what you already got Italy for correct." he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Whatever you're mean to me you never give me anything I want." I crossed my arms pouting.

"Yes i do name one time when I don't."

"You never let me watch what I want to watch on tv."

"Really I don't find escaping polygamy and dead of summer interesting besides we already watch shows together like power,empire and survivors remorse."

"That doesn't mean anything I'm still sticking by my argument."

"Of course you are because you always have to be right don't you."

"Yep." I remarked popping the p.

"Whatever lemme get a strawberry."

"Nope they're my strawberries you can't have any." I picked up the bowl pushing it away from him."

He somehow snatched it and took off before I could get down from the counter and chase after him

"Chase stop fucking playing me give me back my damn strawberries." I snapped walking in the direction he went. I finally found him in the toy room eating the strawberries and Italy and Josiah also had some in their hands.

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