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❛ . . . COME TO DEATH ROW ! ❜
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in which a young californian native
gets signed to the most dangerous
record label known to mankind, a...
IT WAS 12 NOON, and the plane landed in Manhattan, New York. It was a five hour flight, which consisted of Tupac and Kidada talking through the entire thing with no breaks whatsoever. Snoop brought along Shante, who slept the whole time due to carrying their baby in her womb. She was exhausted and her hormones were raging, so Snoop made sure he treaded lightly.
"Have you spoken to Mika?" Kidada asked as she got inside of the limo that awaited her and Tupac. Snoop and Shante took a separate limousine. He hadn't heard from her and tried calling her multiple times but he figured that was only because she was too busy.
But she was never busy to the point where she couldn't call to check on her daughter. Little did he know, her mental state was all over the place. "Uh, yeah. She's doing good." He stated plainly, getting inside after her.
"You're not telling the truth, I can see it in your eyes. You don't have to lie to me. Why haven't you been talking to your wife? I mean, is something going on?" She furrowed her eyebrows, awaiting his response.
"She's just busy, Kidada. I wasn't expecting for us to be down each other's throats the whole time she's been on the road. We're both really busy folks-"
"Pac, Don't give me that. You're meaning to tell me that you haven't been talking to your wife, not even to keep her updated on Amara? She hasn't been checking up on her daughter?" Her words were coming across as critical but he only let it slide.
"Hold up now, it's not what you think. I hope you're not trying to question her motherhood. Mika is a first time mom but she's been doing the damn thing with grace." Tupac stated in all seriousness.
"Calm down, I was just messing with you. It's good to see you come to her defense since she's not here to defend herself. But you got to admit, that is weird. Are you sure everything is alright with her? I think that you should try again to get through to her." She expressed, grabbing one of the magazines that were a few inches away from them.
He didn't disagree with her at all, and he was willing to try again to see if she'd finally pick up the phone. If she didn't, he would keep trying because that's his wife and he wasn't going to be fine until her heard her voice.
