Last Day.

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Erica

I'm bored asf and they been shopping for like 35 years now and it's only been two hours. I'm reaaaady to goooo.

Cyn promised we'd have sex in London but that's yet to happen.

All she be doin is beating everybody in fucking 2k not paying me no attention.

Like yesterday when we came back from visiting that stupid ass queen. She got in a serious game with Ms. Taylor.

The shit was wild.

I just wanted to hang with my girls today since it was the last day. Of course when I said I was buying the weed they was ready to go.

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"Aye lite dat shit Santana." Robyn yelled dry humping Nicki in her seat.

"Not in here nasty ass." Cyn hid in my neck kissing it.

We were all in the back while the driver drove us back from shopping. Cyn was on my lap and Onika was on Robyn's drying fucking.

"Yes in here. Aye driver nigga how long it take before we get back to da hotel?"

"About an hour ma'am."

"Mind if we smoke?"

"Can I hit It?" Cyn giggled taking the blunt from behind her ear.

"You guys are so triflin." Nicki took the blunt hitting it.

"But you hit it doe?" I kissed Cyn and she blew her smoke in my mouth.

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"Cyn open da door." I yelled banging on the door. She playing to much.

"Soon as you tell me my booty is the best thing you've eaten in the world."

"Open the door and I'll tell you to your face." She opened the door slowly and I yanked her out towards the wall trapping her against it.

"Why you lock me out you play too much."

"I'm sorry papí."

"Sorry not enough." I walked towards the door trying to open the knob but it wouldn't.

"Cynthia where's your key?"

"Left it on the table trying to lock you out."

"Omfgosh Cynthia man."

"Can you please stop calling me that."

"It's your fucking name!" She pouted leaning against the wall.

"Ugh don't pout baby plus I'm still mad at you cause we still haven't had sex and now we're fucking locked out."

She pouted even more. Such a baby.

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I told her to go downstairs to get a key but she doesn't want to.

Told her to go ask Ms. Taylor but she said they not talking cause Ms. Taylor 'got dat ass beat in 2k and she salty.'

Her words not mine.

So we've been sitting here for an hour now.

"Yo what the fuck man I HAVE TO SHIT." I screamed and Cyn started to laugh.

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