mute.

SIX

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𝖏𝖆𝖍𝖘𝖊𝖍 𝖔𝖓𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖞.
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"you talk too much shit." michael rolled his eyes, biting into his pizza.

"i can't, too busy gagging on kimetrius dick." diego smiled, patting michael's shoulder.

"ain't he one of them closeted niggas." gazzy rolled his eyes, stealing some of my chicken alfredo and scooping it into his mouth. (chicken alfredo makes me throw it back)

i rolled my eyes, punching his shoulder.

"ion give a fuck if you closeted or straight, if you zaddy, you zaddy." micheal grabbed another slice of pizza.

"wow, look at all these fags circled up."

i looked up, to see omar and stokeley.

omar look like a bulldog.

stokeley kept staring at me. yeah daddy, you can look at me all you want.

i looked down, my face is a bright shade of red. um.

i look up to see omar sitting at our table with stokeley.

stokeley's right next to me.

i instantly sit up when i feel a hand squeeze my thigh.

i turn my head to stoke, and he gives me a mischievous smile.

*nuts*

i bit my lip, laying my head down.

i grip his wrist when he slides his hand in my sweatpants.

think he finna have me be a moaning mess in pizza hut, tuh.

he slapped my hand off his wrist, and put his hand in my underwear.

this is a dream.

i can't wake up.

i don't wanna wake up.

-LMAO THIS WAS SHORT ASH. I'M SORRY 🤣