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"What are you so down in the dumps for, Darold?" My mom asked me, folding towels.
"I'm good. What you saying?"
"Well something's on your mind. You're not having relationship troubles are you?! I don't want to let Sayvior go"
I smiled. "I had trouble letting her go this morning too"
"She told me"
I furrowed my eyebrows. "When y'all talk?"
"All the time. I told you that she's my daughter."
"Y'all ain't never told me nothing" I said.
"You didn't ask. We talk about girly things anyways"
It really made a nigga feel good knowing that my mother liked my girlfriend almost as much as I did.
"Whatever"
"Back to you. What's on your mind?"
I sighed. "I feel like I'm rushing things with Sayvior"
"You must want me to pull teeth. I need a statement and a follow up explanation"
"...I want to get down on one knee for her"
She dropped the towel she was folding and walked up to me. "Darold Durard, don't play with me"
"I want us to get a house with both our names on it. I want her to have my kids now and all that. Plan B's are no joke though. I'm so in love with her, I don't know what to do when I'm not around her. Mama, I'm not playing."
She started tearing up, but then the doorbell rang.
"Who ringing my mother's doorbell?" I asked and went to go answer it.
Nobody was at the door, but somebody was sure as hell digging through my car though.
But I recognized that ass anywhere.
"Why don't you shave this?" My mother poked at the stubble on my face.
"Cause she like it" I leaned in the doorway.
Sayvior came out of my car with her charger and locked the door.
I watched the smile on her face grow as she approached me.
"What's the password?" I asked.
"This backpack is heavy" Sayvior responded, and I let her in before closing the door.
"You're weak" I replied.
"Hi, mom" Sayvior spoke to her and set the bag down.
"How do you feel, sweetheart?" My mother asked.
"A lot better than I did the other day" She admitted. "I had to break down to get it all together again.
I went to get the rest of her stuff out of her car and she was up in my room when I finished.
"You got a lot of shit in your car"
"Photoshoot options" She dug through one of the bags. "Plus we're going out after that"
"You know you late" I told her.
"Well Kai told me that she was late too. I guess we're just fashionable"
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Sayvior
"What are you in for?" I smiled at Kai, spinning in the bar chair slightly.
