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Jada's been gone for a good minute, I hope shorty is cool. The party was going as cool as expected. Nothing's ever outta pocket when it comes to how I throw my parties. I made my way back over to my brothers.
"So can I have your friend or nah?" Woody asked.
"Fuck no." I replied straight like that. These niggas always wanna mooch off of me.
"Damn Keith. You always have the hoes and as soon as you bring one around we can't have her. You gone have somebody new next week!" Algee's drunk ass said.
"First of all, watch ya mouth. Second, take yo midget head ass on somewhere boy."
"I may be short, but ya mama ain't complaining."
"Nigga chilllllll!" I laughed at my friend.
"Naw though, I'm bouta get up through though. A nigga need sleep!" Bryshere said. He never wanna be around us. Nigga always tired. (no tea, no shade!)
"Word, I'm right behind you." Luke said.
"Y'all corny!" Soon everybody else was gonna be gone and I was gonna be here alone. As usual. However, I understood that my boys were busy and they had other things to take care of. I can't do anything but respect it. Bryshere and Luke left. So Algee, Woody, and Elijah and I were still posted.
"So for real bro, I can't shoot my shot?" Woody asked.
"No nigga. She don't want you." I replied. They were blowing me, asking me if they could talk to Jada.
"You acting like she want yo Lego block built ass!" Elijah interjected.
"Boy, get the fuck on. I need to call the nursing home on yo old ass." I roasted back. This is nothing new. Once somebody called somebody else out, it turned into a full joaning session. Algee started laughing mighty loud, causing him to become Elijah's next victim.
"I know you not laughing. Ol' Saints and Sinners headass!" While those two were taking each other out, my phone vibrated in my jacket pocket.
Monroe 💦 Daddy Keith, what's good?
I'm chilling, wassup with you babygirl?
Monroe 💦 I was wondering if I can come thru? I miss you, bae.
I debated on if I should entertain her shenanigans tonight. Monroe wasn't quite my girl, but she was far from a friend.
Uh, not tonight. I'm tired af, maybe tomorrow. I know you understand. 😘
Monroe 💦 I understand. I just know I better get double your time tomorrow. Night, boo. ❤️
