ice.//mj

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"Damn Nisha why it's so hot in yo house?" I groaned fanning myself.

"I'm sorry girl. Somebody stole our damn air conditioning unit again." She rolls her eyes.

"Again?! Dang girl. You needa get one of those fence cages or whatever they call it around your unit like my Mama got. Niggas just trifling." I shook my head glancing at my coffin shaped nails.

"Girl I'm tryna tell you, we already struggling as it is and niggas wanna steal a air conditioning unit when it's the hottest fucking summer in 2023, now my Mama gotta buy a whole new one." Nisha exclaimed.

I shake my head,
"Damn girl that's fucked up but I can't sit in here and sweat like this. It's hotter than the devils ass."

Nisha sighed,
"Well what you wanna do Beyoncé cause it's hot inside and outside."

"What time is it?" I asked.

"2:30."

I bit my lip tryna think but this heat was not helping. We couldn't chill at my house cause my Mama sleep she has to work tonight and that house got to be quiet.

"You wanna go down to the pool?" I asked her.

"Mann that's a walk Bey" Nisha whines.

"Well shit it's better than being hot and aggravated." I tell her.

She let out a groan, "Fine. Let me go put my swimsuit on."

"Ight we gotta stop by my house so I can change too."

Nisha nodded grabbing her stuff and going to the bathroom.
I sighed falling back on Nisha's bed and got on my phone scrolling through Snapchat randomly watching people stories that I didn't care about and people enjoying they best life at the beach and shit. I huffed turning my phone off. I was beginning to get aggravated it is too damn hot.
I hear the door open, I looked up and see Nisha with her blue bathing suit top and bottoms that was peaking out of her black shorts. She put her box braids up in a high bun.

"Ouuuu you look cute sis." I tell her sitting up.

"Thank ya boo." She smiles grabbing her towel and sunscreen putting it in her pool bag.

"You ready?" I asked her.

She nodded,
"Yeah let's go."

I followed her out her room and out the house. I stood on the porch while she locked the door. I felt a nice breeze hit my face making me sigh,
"Ohhh that felt nice." I singed with my arms out embracing the small cool breeze.

I hear Nisha laughing closing the screen door.
"You a hot mess girl"

I giggled hopping off the porch,
"Shit its hot."

"Have you talked to Chance?" Nisha asked as we talked down the sidewalk.

I give her a stank look,
"Chance? Why would I talk to him for?"

She shrugged,
"He snapped me asking me for your snap-

"And you gave it to him,"

"I mean yeah, why not."

I scoffed rolling my eyes.

"Don't roll yo eyes at me girl cause I'm only tryna help your single ass." Nisha said adjusting her bag on her shoulder.

"Ok but you tryna put me on a nigga who got a whole kid out here." I exclaimed.

She twists her lips,
"Okay, and?"

I rub my temple annoyed,
"You just don't get it."

Nisha waved me off,
"Girl whatever you just—wait, who the hell is driving that nice ass Escalade through the hood?" Nisha asked squinting her eyes.