Figure It Out

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Second Person P.O.V.

It was just you and your favorite people. Bryshere, Keith, Woody, Luke, and your boyfriend Algee. Keith had brought his girlfriend Ryan over, but you didn't mind. You two have become sisters since they started dating. The only person you guys were missing was Elijah, but he had some responsibilities to take care of. He also just couldn't hang as the old man of the group.

All of you gathered in the living room of you and Algee's apartment. Ryan and Keith were boo'd up on the loveseat next to Woody's now empty spot since he went on a bathroom break. Bryshere had the recliner to himself while you and Algee cuddled together next to Luke on the couch.

Re-run episodes of Wild N Out played on the television screen and y'all have been laughing and giggling for the passed hour. You brought out some light snacks earlier. Just the regular cheesy popcorn and pretzels to hold y'all over.

"Ah, I feel great! My bladder was about to bust!" Woody shouted. A goofy ass smile was plastered on his face.

"You better not had pissed on the floor again with your weak ass aim!" you began glaring at him as he walk back to his seat. You shuddered at the memory of you stepping in his spillage during a late night bathroom run, almost falling.

He flopped on the cushion and sighed, "No promises," he laughed.

"Nasty ass," Keith grimaced, smacking a Woody on the head with a sofa pillow.
"Go clean that shit up before somebody step in it!" he continued.

"I'm already sitting down!" he rebutted.

Bryshere looked up from his cell phone to share a quick word, "Remind me to never let you use my bathroom," Woody stuck his tongue out childishly, Bryshere returned it with a middle finger for fun before he went back to typing away on his phone.

"Nigga, who have you been texting?" Algee cut in.

"Oh, my weed man, Shaun. I told him to bring us a little something,"

His response causing some of us to toss our heads back in disappointment. Ryan delivering the reason why,

"Bry, you do know half of us have singing careers, right...?"

"So," he shrugged.

"Meaning that smoking-"

"Who said anything about smoking?—" Bryshere was interrupted by a knock at the door. "Agh! There my nigga go now!" he flashed his tongue excitedly.

When he opened the door, all of you were shocked by who stood behind it.

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