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Daddy Material | Breakroom

Daddy Material | Breakroom

"What the hell man? Why am I so fucking booked?" Lydia groaned and stomped her feet against the tile floor. She was looking at her calendar and came to an understanding that she will be busy all day.

"It could be a special occasion or something, who knows? And plus, did you forget that we're like the only good black hair salon in the metro?" Kamila had snorted—she was Lydia's bestfriend in the whole wide world AKA her number one bitch.

"True," Lydia had to agree. There wasn't a lot of black hair salons in the city. And on top of that they had the reputation that they were the best and the salon was black-owned.

"You're not the only one who is going to be busy today because I also have a busy schedule too, and so does the rest of the girls," Kamila tells her dramatic friend.

"It's just—," Lydia sighed, crossing her arms and pouting. "I made plans today."

"With who? Because it definitely wasn't with me," Kamila sassed giving Lydia a strange look.

"I made plans with my lil boo thang," Lydia smiles.

Kamila's eyes lit up, "Ooh, you talking about Ashton's friend?"

"Yeah, he is so cute man like ugh, I'll suck his dick in a heartbeat," Lydia sighed snapping her fingers.

"Your hoe-mess is showing Lydia," Kamila hummed.

"Anyways, he's a really cool guy though. Like, he's very sweet, humbling, and he doesn't care if I ramble a lot," Lydia swoons.

"Whatta man," Kamila was impressed with that because sometimes she couldn't stand Lydia's rants, so that was something good.

"And guurrll," Lydia dragged out with a snap of his fingers. "He is hella fine too."

"Somebody must be dick whipped and you haven't even gotten the dick yet," Kamila snickered.

"I'll get it soon bitch," Lydia says with confidence.

Kamila rolled her eyes, "Nasty hoe."

"Hey! You can't call me a hoe!" Lydia whined.

"I can too," Kamila laughs.

"Listen you hypocrite, don't think I don't know about you and Ashton fucking because I totally do," Lydia was lying, she didn't know if they really did or not but she needed a comeback.

Kamila flipped Lydia off, "Screw you."

"I was just playing," Lydia tells her and walks back to her chair to take a seat in it.

"Oh..oops," Kamila murmured as her eyes went down to the floor.

"Oh my god," Lydia's jaw dropped once she put everything together. "You guys did it?!"

"My guy laid it down on me right sis," Kamila rolled her eyes into the back of her head, having a twisted up face and fake moaning as she made clapping sounds with her hands.

Lydia was disguted, but she couldn't hate, "Must be fucking nice."

Kamila stopped and laughed at Lydia's face, "He's too irresistible for me not to push him away. You know I'm not easy and I don't let no random scrub in this punani, but he's been chasing me down and you know I like that shit."

"Do you think that you like him?" Lydia asks her curiously. And it was true, Kamila wasn't easy and if Ashton was doing something that she liked it could mean that she was maybe catching feelings already.