【 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞. 】

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Late Night Flex

What you tryna do?

What you tryna do?

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"Stop twerking in the middle of the airport, Bret!" I shouted though I continued to record him. He kept going despite all these old people watching him with scorned looks on their faces. I let out the laugh that I was holding in for the past 3 minutes as I uploaded the video onto my Instagram story.

Rayven came over with our bag of food from the McDonald's while stuffing fries in her mouth. "I told your ass to leave him home."

"No, this is too entertaining." I croaked out through my laughter.

Bretman finally stopped once he saw Rayven with the bag of food. "Bitch, stop eating all the damn fries." He began chasing her over to the seating area of the McDonald's as I followed behind them. I grabbed a seat next to Monica who was chugging down a milkshake silently.

"Damn, those swallow skills got better, huh?" I teased as she rolled her eyes.

"You already know I've been getting that daily practice." She stuck her tongue out before beginning to twerk on me.

"Quit." I laughed as I jokingly pushed her off. "How are you and Chris anyways?"

"We're alright.." She said vaguely, her whole body language changing.

"Talk to me, babe." I straddled her lap, trying my best to corner her and get information out.

Monica took a deep breath before throwing hair over her shoulder. "We're having issues."

"What kind?" I asked cautiously, not trying to hit a nerve.

"He got another woman pregnant." She said and my jaw dropped.

"Holy shit.. I'm so sorry, Monica." I said as my heart stopped for her. The thought of Quincy getting another woman pregnant made me sick and made tears spring to my eyes, so I could only imagine how she was feeling since it was her reality. "I can't imagine how hard that must be."

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