Quincy & Malaika.. if y'all see this, I'm so sorry!
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re·mem·brance
/rəˈmembrəns/
noun
the action of remembering something.
"a flash of understanding or remembrance passed between them"
You will remember her...
《 Meet The Combs 》 ✦ You're different.. and I can tell because.. Vibes don't lie.
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"Bitch! Spill the tea! Now!" Harmony yelled through her phone as we were on FaceTime. "I don't wanna read about this shit on Instagram. I'm the best friend, I'm supposed to get first access to this premium tea."
"Okay, okay." I jumped right in and told her everything that has happened over the last month with Quincy and I, including the sex.
"You guys smashed?!" She yelled, causing me to lower the volume on my phone. Quincy was asleep upstairs and I was in the living room downstairs so I didn't wanna risk him hearing anything. "Is it big?!"
"Lower your voice, ass face. He's asleep upstairs and these walls are thin." I rolled my eyes at her before plugging my earphones in and lowering the volume slightly.
"Answer my question, Rem." She leaned closer to the phone, awaiting my answer. "Give me a measurement or something.
I contemplated the question and my answer. I didn't know whether I should answer because I didn't want to objectify my boyfriend but at the same time.. I kinda wanted to brag and put my best friend on. "I wanna say it's like 7 or 8 inches, give or take.. and kinda thick."
Her mouth widened in shock even more, causing me to bust out laughing. "Bitch! That's a whole eggplant. Are you okay? Is it still attached? You need a doctor?"
"Nah, sis. The only thing I need is that same eggplant breaking my cervix." I bit my lip as I smiled smugly at her.
She gave me a look and I dreaded what would come next. "So does that mean all of New York can hear your loud ass moans through those same thin walls?"
Shooting up my middle finger, I shook my head and put her on pause as I scrolled through my Instagram and Twitter feed. "The neighbors haven't complained about the noise yet so I don't think I'm that loud." I then entered back into our call.
