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"talking bout how crazy I drove you, talk about how crazy you drove me."
Mariah.
3 Months Later...
It's November and almost time for Thanksgiving.
And I'm beyond excited because Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday simply because... I love to eat.
Me and Bryson have never been better and I'm taking him to Baltimore and he's taking me to Louisville.
We're finally meeting each others parent and I am a little nervous.
Bryson said his mom can be a little... mean so I don't know what to expect.
Bryson said he's not nervous but I believe otherwise.
He shouldn't be though, my dad is a big softie despite how he looks.
Bryson took Harley and Micah somewhere and didn't invite me but it's cool because I decided to go to Bri's place.
I haven't seen my baby in a minute.
When I arrived, I called to let her know I was there and she answered on the first ring.
"Hello?"
"Come open the door."
"Oh I'm already here." She said swinging the door open.
"Hey bestie." I said hugging her.
"Hey my love, I wish you would've told me you were coming beforehand, I would've cooked something."
My stomach rumbled at the thought of food.
I've been so hungry lately... like more than usual.
"You hungry?" Bri laughed.
"Oh my God, you heard that?" I face palmed myself.
"Yeah, you tryna order a pizza?"
"Ooo yes please. And wings?"
"Yeah."
"And cheese sticks?"
"Yeah."
"And a giant cookie?"
"Mariah, are you okay?"
