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~Trey P.O.V.~

"You're telling me this is butter but it's whipped?" I asked as I looked at the container of butter.

"Yes. It's not a hard concept." Brie said in between her laughs.

"And the brand is 'I can't believe it's not butter'?" I am so fucking confused. "So it's not butter then?"

"Oh my God. Trey. What you're holding in your hand is butter. It's just whipped like those yoplait yogurts your Mom eats, correct?" I nodded. "The brand has nothing to do with the product. Understand?" I nodded.

"But it's not butter then." I said still looking at it.

"I give up. Trey I don't know why you don't understand this." She sighed as she sat on the counter.

"It's called 'I can't believe it's not butter' but it is butter but it's whipped? How does that make any kind of sense?" I'm being logical. Is it butter or not? I just want buttered toast. That's all this nigga wants. "It's like saying 'try Sweet Mama's Chunky Hot Sauce' it doesn't make sense!"

"You're this hard thug who's making the biggest deal over butter. Trey it's butter despite the brand and the looks. Put it on your toast and you'll see." She said handing my the toast.

"I'm putting jelly instead. Fuck the butter." I put the lid on the butter stuff, setting back in the fridge and grabbing the jelly.

"That's jam-"

"I'm done. I'm going to McDonalds and getting a McMuffin." I said tossing the 'jam' back in the fridge and grabbing my keys. "Let's go Brie." I grabbed her hand and basically dragged her outside with me.

***

"You happy with your McMuffin?" She asked with a laugh as sat parked in the parking lot eating.

"Fuck yes." I looked up and saw Breezy roll up next to me. "Why you here?" I asked with a laugh.

"You heard of that whipped butter - not butter shit? Too confusing, came here." See! Breezy understands! "Aye Brie."

"You two are so fuckin' stupid, I swear." Brie said shaking her head.

"She understands that shit." I said.

"It's not a hard concept. It's just butter." Chelsea said.

"Shhh! I don't understand. I really don't. So M.C. had my toast while we came here. Fuck breakfast." He said cutting off the engine. Brie hopped in the back so she could talk to Chelsea through the back window.

"Then I went to get jelly right? It was fuckin' jam and I was so done. I just wanted toast. That was all but instead I got a headache." I took another bite of my muffin thing.

"What the fuck? This is just dumb. This really is, today ain't our day. Yesterday with the dream and today with the damn butter." Breezy said.

"I can't believe you two don't understand and you're still talking about it." Brie said.

"Aye, hush from the backseat. This is our convo's up front. Breezy come in my car, Brie go in Breezy's. Y'all are hatin' too much from the backseat." I said unlocking the doors.

***

"Mom! Dad! I'm present!" I yelled as I walked into their house. Brie was now at work, while Breezy and Chelsea went back to his house for some alone time since Lolo was moving stuff to Nitty's house.