July 27th, 2018
Cyan | Trouble
"Shit not fair." I rolled my eyes
"What's not fair ?" Key asked as he looked at himself in the mirror
"How y'all get to go out and I'm here sitting in the house, watching fucking movies."
"You're pregnant in case you forgot."
"Ion look like it though."
"It's 12, whatchu wanna go out for anyways ?"
"I could ask you the same thing."
"Cyan, I ain't going back and forth with you bout it. You staying in the house, what if some happen at the dice game and yo duck ass is there ?"
"You ain't even have to call me a duck though." I frowned "It's okay though, Miah loves me."
"So me not going out of my way buying you some popeyes when your doctor told yo fat ass not to eat some ain't love ? Say less fat ass." Key mugged me
"Ew, why are you whiney ?" Fat asked
"Know what ? I don't even care." I got up from the couch "Leave me here to die, no one would care."
"Why you so dramatic ?" He followed behind me
"Cause y'all obviously don't care about me, y'all care about dice games more than making Trouble happy." I walked in the room
"Are you serious ?"
"Leave me alone." I got under the covers "I'll make friends with people who care about me and not dice games !"
"You done ?" He stood there "Call Miah, she out here now." He walked out the room
"Bitch." I mumbled as I facetimed Miah
"I'm sorry what was that ?" Key walked back in "I ain't hear you clearly when I walked out."
"I ain't say nothing dang." I sucked my teeth as Miah answered "Can you come over before I die of loneliness."
"Die of wh— girl I'm not finna play with you." She laughed "I'm walking up the stairs though, open the door."
"Open the door for Miah BITCH !" I yelled
"Watch your fucking mouth !"
"Key opening the door." I smiled
"Alright gangsta." She hung up
I grabbed the remote and waited for Miah to walk in the room. I heard the front door shut and she finally walked inside the room with a bag.
"What in the bag ?"
"Well hello to you to gangsta." She kicked off her shoes before sitting next to me
"Sup gangsta, now what's in the bag ?"
"Food fat ass, now what we watching ?" She got comfortable
"Um, scary movies ?"
"Yeah, wait horror or cult ?"
"Horror." I clicked the genre
"Oooh, lets watch The Boy."
"I never saw it before, the trailer looks good though." I clicked on the movie "What food you get ?"
"Seafood." She opened the bag as she handed me one to go box
"Wow, you love me." I said as I saw the garlic snow crab legs with shrimp, sausage, potatoes, and corn "Preciate it gangsta."
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