"Simon get me a fucking Pepsi" Uma commanded her husband.
"No hoe get ur own Pepsi" Simon said, scrolling through his Grindr
"Lazy piece of ass" Uma mumbled while grabbing a Pepsi.
Her phone rang.
She check to see who it was.
It was that hoe, Cupcakke.
"'Hey hoe, how u doin" she hear Cupcakke yell into the phone
"I'm doing good. I'm gonna start writing my new album." Uma responded
"Rlly what's it called?" Cupcakke asked
"The trial of Uma Kompton"
"Oh ok"
"Bye hoe" Uma said before hanging up.
She walked over to Simon and smacked him
"Ow wtf" he said
"Idk I wanted to see how hard ur head was" (idk)
"ok"
Then Uma got a call from the hospital with tragic news..
YOU ARE READING
Uma Kompton: a story
No FicciónA biography of the queen herself...Uma Kompton I'm gonna like look up all I can find and maybe make up some shit along the way 😉 This is like not accurate at all btw so yeah
