Glock Season | Key Glock

III. Glockoma

September 9th, 2018

Markeyvius | Key Glock

"Get yo leg off me." I pushed Trouble leg off of my own

"I can't lay comfortable without my leg being on yours."

"It's too hot for that shit."

"Well turn on the ac then."

"Don't get yo ass handed to you."

"Shut up." She rolled her eyes

"Six more months." I mumbled "Six more months."

"You know that scary bitch still ain't dm me her address, I got Brayden on standby and everything."

"He gon knock that hoe out." I told her

"That's the whole point." She said reaching across my grabbing her phone "Oooh, lemme tell you how Eryn caught his ex in the gas station and the bitch was running."

"Who ?"

"Um, shit I forgot her name. Damn this baby making me stupid."

"I— Cyan shut up. Ion even wanna hear the story no more."

"Shut up, anyways Eryn ran down on her in the store and the bitch was dead ass running from her."

"Eryn gon hurt somebody." I shook my head "All her screws aren't there."

"Don't play with my bitch." She slapped my chest

"God damn." I mugged her "Fucking heavy handed ass."

"I ain't even hit you that hard." She sucked her teeth

"Yes the fuck you did, fucking iron woman."

"Don't run out." She sat up "Come on and help me with some baby names."

"My SON finna be a junior."

"No the fuck, and it's a GIRL."

"No it's not." I waved her off "Lil Glock is healthy in that stomach

"No, our DAUGHTER is going to be named Kali. No C's cause Eryn would kill me."

"That's cute, I'm suprised you came up with that." I told her grabbing my phone

"Key I want a dog." She pouted

"Awe, that's nice." I unlocked my phone facetiming Fat

"Key for real, I want a dog."

"Wassup bitch." I ignored her talking to Fat

"Hell you on today Randal ?" He asked

"Nothing what ya—"

"Key won't buy me a dog !" Trouble yelled in the camera causing me to look at her

"And what is Fat supposed to do ?" I questioned

"Fat, tell Key to buy me a dog."

"Key Trouble said buy her a dog."

"Tell Trouble hell no cause I ain't taking care of no fucking dog."

"Trouble Key said hell no cause he ain't taking care of no fucking dog."

"I want oneeee." She started whining

"And I want you to shut up but we don't always get what we want do we ?"

She stared at me before she started full blown out crying. I frowned my face up looking at her as Fat was just laughing.