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August 28th, 2019
I followed him inside the house and was just amazed. It looked so modern, like he wouldn't even live in here.
"This is your house?" I asked him.
He nodded, smiling.
"A getaway house, ion come out here a lot" he shrugged.
I noticed the elevator and about freaked out.
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Ain't no way this nigga had more money than me.
He making you look broke.
"I'm not broke" I mumbled.
Well bitch you LOOK broke.
I ignored her, going upstairs to his room.
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I love this nigga house.
I jumped on his bed, spreading myself out. He walked in, laying down with me. I laid my head on his chest as he wrapped around me.
"I'm hungry" I mumbled.
I felt his chest vibrate from his chuckling.
"I got some shit downstairs, you wanna cook?" He asked.
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RomanceLove can change a lot. The way you walk, talk, smile, think. It can unfreeze a cold heart, or can it? The fire of love can do a lot, but what can it do for two cold hearted adults out of Chicago?
