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❝𝐎𝐧 𝐯𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐞𝐮𝐱 𝐪𝐮𝐢 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭❞
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Few days passed and I haven't seen Alexis, I deleted her number, blocked her on my spam and unfollowed her on my main. All she has been doing is throwing shade and her little fans have been attacking me. Pfft, like I care. I guess snakes are all around the place. Ah well*.
Currently, I was with Mar in my bed while scrolling through Instagram. As always. "Amour!" Mar whined, rolling on my bed. "What?" I asked laughing at his action. "I'm so bored," he said, whining even more. "Alright, alright. Wanna do a face mask?" I suggested. He nodded and got out of bed. "Come on, let's go," he said, pulling my arm. "Wait, just a second," I said still on my phone. He grabbed my phone and put it in his pocket. "Hey! Give it back!" I said sternly. "Nope," he said laughing at me. I pouted and crossed my arms. "Come on, let's do the face ask," he said but I wouldn't move. I wasn't mad at him, I was just trying to annoy him. He just came toward the bed and picked me up like I was a feather. He walked toward the bathroom, opened the door and sat me on my sink. "Now, where are your face masks at?" he said opening every cupboard in the bathroom. I just sat there and said nothing.
"You're not going to be mad because I took your phone?" he asked me. I didn't reply and looked at the floor. He smacked his lips and put his finger under my chin, lifting my head up. "If I give you your phone, you can't go on it. Promise?" he said lifting his pinkie. "Okay, I promise," I said, enlacing my pinkie with his. We looked in each other for what felt like an eternity. He started leaning in and I did too. When our lips were about to touch, he went to my ear to whisper something. "Don't you want your phone back?" he said with a low, raspy voice. He backed up and gave me my phone. 'what a fucking tease' I took it, got off the sink and went toward my bedroom. "Where you going, ma?" he asked. For some reason, the way he said 'ma' to me made me feel some type of way. I had butterflies in my tummy and my heart warmed up. "I-I'm grabbing the...uh...masks!" I said stuttering. 'Oh god, why did I stutter for now?!'. "Okay," he said, waiting for me. "I grabbed my clay mask and my peel-off mask and went into the bathroom. "Which one should we use?" I asked, showing the 2 bottles. "I don't know, which one is the best?" he asked. "The clay one," I replied. "Okay, so we doing the clay one," he said. I sat back on the sink and grabbed a hair tie. I tied my hair while Mar was staring at me. "Staring is rude, ugly," i said laughing. He put a fake shocked face on and put his hand on his chest. "I'm not ugly, and you know that," he said. "Yeah, you not ugly...sike," I said laughing. "Alright, alright. Do you have something for hai? I don't want to damage y curls you know," he said. "Yeah, i have a Nike headband in the top shelf of this cupboard," i said, pointing to the cupboard i was talking about. "Got it," he said and wore it. "Alright, let's get busy," i said laughing a bit.
