There is no better than adversity. Every defeat, every heartbreak, every loss, contains its own seed, its own lesson on how to improve your performance the next time.
London
So I called my boss and Chris and I explained and he completely understand.
Chris and Tyga been here a little over a week and things have been fun and hilarious and I was honestly enjoying every bit of it. Tyga was like another big brother and I appreciate Chris making a effort to rekindle our relationship .
So here Bree and I was . I sat on the bed while she packed my suitcase cause I payed her $100 I packed my more personal items in .
" Lo , if you meet my future husband tell him if he hoeing around ima chop his diznick off and feed it to chop" she said smacking on that annoying ass gum
"Girl he don't even know you and I'm not sure if I'll even see him "
"Hush . I just want you to love the house and Cali and move the fuck outta here , meet a nigga , get dicked down and married and pop out some nieces and nefews for me "
" Ewww you have no chill do you ?" I said rolling my eyes .
" Naw"
" Figures , I need a favor tho"
" What now ?"
" We need a drop to Chris' s private jet"
She smacked her lips and nodded.
She threw herself on the bed when she was finished and I climed on top of her and started poking her
" You're my Honeybunch, Sugarplum
Pumpy-umpy-umpkin, You're my Sweetie Pie
You're my Cuppycake, Gumdrop
Snoogums-Boogums, You're the Apple of my Eye
And I love you so and I want you to know
That I'll always be right here
And I love to sing sweet songs to you
Because you are so dear" I sang and when I was done I pinched her cheeks.
" You so corny bruh" she laughed Tyga walked in and walked back out and in again with confusion written on his face
"Yall Gay ?" He asked
"Naw , she might be but I'm married to Trey Songz" Bree said pushing me off her .
I glared at her and she shrugged .
" I'm not gay in a girl and girl sense I'm strictly dickly "
" Good cause You my baby mama #2" he said sitting on my bed with his head on my stomach.
" What bout Chyna and king ?" I asked.
" King is yo step son and Chyna , she be on some other shit . You could cook tho ?"
" Yeah I could throw down " I avoided asking him to elaborate on Chyna because I didn't want to get into any one's dirty laundry.
" Good I'm finna order food yall want anything? "
" I want Chicken fried rice , no onions fried chicken and a shrimp roll " Bree said looking at him .
" I would like a fried rice with spare rib tips please " I said grabbing my purse from the edge of the bed pulling up a hundred dollar bill about to hand it to him but he stopped me .
" Nah I got it " & with that he ordered the food .
We waited and Bree and I was talking and I would try to stick my finger up his nose and he would slap my hand away and I found it amusing .
" FYI Ms.Like Picking a nigga Boogers we leave in 3 hours. " Before I got to respond -
" Foods here!" He yelled as the door bell went off and Bree and Him jumped off my bed and ran to answer the door .
I shook my head and went to my closet and pulled out my traveling outfit and followed them downstairs .
