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"Right here Sheyaa."
Taymor pointed in the direction of his new apartment. Sheyaa rolled his eyes at his brother's poor effort of giving directions. "Nigga, I thought you were upstairs".
"I am", Taymor squinted. He didn't have his glasses on so to be honest he couldn't really see at the moment. Xoe laughed as Sheyaa mugged them both.
"Y'all go fuck around and be assed out", Sheyaa sighed feeling the weight of the tubs get heavier. It was currently only him, as his father was on the way.
Taymor looked at Nick who was staring at some janitor who was very unclear of his existence. "Oh wait, I think it's over the-
"Ooh look y'all, I think I found me a new treat", Nick cut Tay off as he placed his tongue between his fingers and wiggled his tongue. Sheyaa gagged at his trifling ass cousin before he suddenly remembered the number to their apartment. 34B.
"Nick we just got here and you already tryna be a hoe. What happened to the nigga you was just kissing on at the kickback?" Sheyaa asked trying to be funny. He knew his cousin switched men more than he switched underwear.
Nick looked at the older male with a major eye roll, "Business, nigga?"
Tay chuckled at the two, being the first to make it up the stairs. He happily took out his house key and went to the first door on the left, trying to stick the key in. He stomped his foot when it didn't work, making Sheyaa mumble a 'spoiled ass'.
"Lemme try Tay". Xoe took out her key and repeated his actions. It still didn't work making her kick the door. She thought maybe it was jammed.
Sheyaa put the tubs down—getting ready to knock but the door flew open before he could. "Mane why the fuck y'all tryna break into my shit in broad daylight? That's a bold ass move."
A light skinned dread head opened the door with a kitchen knife in his hand, as if he was bout to set some shit off.
Sheyaa had his hand on his waistband and Nick was practically drooling over the lightskinned man. "Excused us, we thought this was our apartment. My apologies", Tay said being the peace maker that he was.
Sheyaa looked the dude up and down before smacking his lips—getting tired of the stare down. "Come on y'all, a nigga tired as hell".
Tay looked around awkwardly before following his brother to the apartment door. This time when he put the key in—it opened. Walking in Tay squealed at the new house smell. He was honestly excited for this new chapter of his life to begin.
Sheyaa sat the tubs down in the middle of the empty living room that was soon to be filled with furniture. Nick and Xoe's stuff was already in the designated rooms that they picked.
Sheyaa grabbed his phone as he felt it buzz in his pocket. It was a text from their dad saying that he's on his way. He smiled looking at the smile that took over his brothers' face—he was truly happy for his little brother.
"Tay dad on his way, i'm finna go sit in the parking lot till he get here."
Taymor nodded distractingly, waving the older male off. Sheyaa looks over at Nick before looking back at his baby brother, "Tay, don't do anything Nick would do. Xoe please watch after him."
Xoe laughed shaking her head, "I gotchu bro."
With little assurance, Sheyaa exited the apartment. Nick stuck his tongue out and flip his legs on the wall. He struggled to twerk the ass that he didn't have, making Tay slap his feet off the wall.
"Nick get down".
"I'm waiting, anticipating for you baby, cuz I gotta be next to you. And i'm wanting, you cuz you got me. Boy you got me-", Tay picked up his ringing phone with a smile. Keithy🤍🙈.
Stepping in the next room, Tay answered his phone. "Hey you settled in yet?", Keith asked as soon as the call connects.
Looking at the few boxes, Tay tilted his head sideways. "Not really, my dad still has a lot of boxes and stuff to bring up. Plus I still have to unpack."
"Oh—well let me know if you need me. And you don't have to come in today cause I know you busy with all that stuff". Keith always let it be known that he was there if he needed him.
Tay smiled at the overly kind man, "No it's okay, i'll probably be finished with what I can before my shifts start anyways." Truth be told, Tay really didn't have much to do besides unpack his clothes. And he couldn't really do that until his dressers where put up—so he was cool for now.
"Ok, well Ima see you later Tay. Stay safe." Keith replied.
"Ok, bye Keithy", Tay pepped.
For the rest of the day up until his shift, he helped his dad and brother put up his stuff. By helped he meant he stood in the corner on his phone, looking up the closest places to eat.
He was ready for school to start in a couple days because he was ready to have fun. He wanted to get out more and not be such a home body.
He hoped this was the start of something new. Something different.
If you're an artist, what's the hardest part about writing? For me it's more so of the dialogue and description. Like I hate the way I write now, I love the way I used to write. 😭
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If you could have lunch with one person alive or dead, who would it be and why?🍽 Bro, I honestly got so many people I would choose. I know it says one but I got to many. For starters, Rod Wave, Lil Snupe, and that not even it🌚. But most importantly, my papa and my momo because I would want to here their voices one more time.🥺
Ok y'all so let's talk about this pitiful ass shit that I call a chapter. I'm honestly supposed to be doing my project but fuck that project.🙈🌝 This is the shortest chapter that I have ever published in my whole time as a write (besides a prologue), and its only short because it's a filler chapter and the next one will be really long. 💕 Please excuse any errors.
