𝙰𝚁𝙼𝙰𝙽𝙸 𝙽𝙴'𝚉𝙸𝙰𝙷 𝙶𝙸𝙱𝚂𝙾𝙽
𝙱𝚁𝙾𝙾𝙺𝙻𝚈𝙽, 𝙽𝚈"Did you just hit me?!" Yelled Naia.
"Yup and my next move will be beating yo ass if you don't shut the fuck up with all that yelling shit." Said Armani mean mugging her and shrugging.
She was so fed up with Naia to the point she had dreams of dragging her up and down the two floor mall. Naia hushed up and went back over to her group of friends she should have never left and Armani went back to shopping for a new chanel purse. She found two that she liked but couldn't decide which she wanted so she ended up buying both.
"Okay miss thang, miss money bags, miss ion check the price tag." Said Azariah as the two walked out the store.
"Girl bye, I am broke." Said Armani waving her off.
"Mmhm, how you and Nasir doing?" She asked pulling out her phone and checking her makeup.
"We're good, we takin our time getting to know each other." Said Armani smiling as she saw that he had just texted her.
"Y'all just need to hurry up and get together." Said Azariah. "Y'all would be so cute."
"See no cause what y'all fail to realize, some relationships don't work because they skip being friends, we're just vibing right now and moving at our own pace you know?"
"Yeah I gotchu girl." Said Azari. "I can't wait for my nieces and nephews."
Armani eyed her as she texted Nasir back. "Oh no ma'am."
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