𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐫 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫
𝘌𝘹𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴."Quarantine got me looking like who did it and what.." I look at myself in the mirror.
Bashar was getting ready to shower, " why are you still here? I have been ready for you to leave."
I huffed, " I'm not leaving anytime soon, I heard that if you go outside in NewYork and breath in that pollinated air, you'll catch Corona."
He rolled his eyes slowly before kicking me out the bathroom.
"That damn air is not Corona filled." He mumbled.
Yes, it is, I refuse to leave this household until I know its safe.
"Mike,?" I call out walking into the living room.
He was laying sideways on the couch on his phone.
That damn phone.
"Huh?" He asks.
"Get off your phone, stupid." He sucked his teeth real loudly before placing his fresh iPhone X down.
For them to be "Broke" they sure as hell had shit.
"Talk to me, bro. What're your future goals?" I question.
"Foreal, I just want to make it. Do you see how I'm living? I wear the same shit back to back. I'm too focused on looking like I have shit instead of stacking my money. I wanna be somebody in the future." He spoke.
My eyes watered a little bit, "What's that?"
"A hairdresser. I wanna make dem little wig jawns them bitches be wearing and shit. I'm not gay or nothing, I just like doing hair." He laughed.
"WHattttt? You so... like- You wanna do my hair?"I studdered.
"I gotcha. We gotta do something for Pop's birthday though. His shit in a week. I've been saving to try and get him some studio time or some shit." He said.
"That would be real dope. He does music?" I ask.
"Nah, but that deep ass voice got something behind it. I heard him a few times rapping in the shower. Just freestyling. That nigga got talent."He chuckled.
"Yea, his voice real smooth-" The shower turned off and we stopped talking real fast.
The walls in his house are real thin, so if we were to say something else he would definitely hear it.
So, we whispered a quick talk to you later. On some sneaky stuff.
I like talking to Mike. He's real different, and brings good energy. He's the type of person you NEED in your life.
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"Starr, come here real quick." Pop shouted.
I scurried my dumbass in the room to see what he wanted.
"yes massa'?" I sit on his bed, well MY bed.
"Son, where is my brand new white tee?"I fake act confused, scratching my head looking around the room, shrugging my shoulders.
"Bruh, It was a 3-pack jawn of white tees. I had it on my dresser for the longest." He raised his voice.
"Someone might've stolen it." I shrug.
"Starr, you stay lying to me yo. Fuck wrong witchu'?" he asks.
"Hmmm, A lot. Really, I don't know." I did tend to lie a lot. It's just a habit. Like when your mom asks you where your at... I'm at Walmart, duh.
"Aht aht, uhn uhn, ew. Your such a slut." I shake my head laughing.
"Whatchu' mean?" He raises her brow.
"Big ass hickies." I laugh all hard.
Wasn't shit funny. Such a hoe, then he has the nerve to treat me like a whore.
"O' shit." He cursed.
Shit, my behind. Who lets a bitch with black lipstick suck on their neck. The most ghettoist thing.
"At least let a female with class suck the skin off your neck." I fake gag.
He laughed a little, scratching his neck.
Bruh, we all some crackheads in the bitch, well actually... Me, I'm definitely a cokehead.
Too rich for crack, or whatever My bitch Whitney said.
"Bashar, I wanna start like... A youtube channel. I think people would wanna see me vent and just record myself. Like, my first video can be my sneaker collection or something. You know?" I smile.
"Hell no. You play too much. You gonna be too much like these other hoes. Basic ass youtube channel." He joked.
Yea, iight.
"What if I get a wig and style it on my channel and stuff? They would like that." I think about it a little.
That would be tough as fuck.
"Hell Fucking No! I like when you my little, innocent Starr. You cute." I blushed.
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Hey guyssaaa. So Cash here...
What's good? I Can't wait for this lockdown to be over. Quarantine Radio is gone.
That was my shit. Tory needs to bring it back up before I send a real good email.
What yall interested in reading about in this story? Like, give me some ideas and stuff.
I also need some good ass hood books. With a lot of seks.
That's all for today, PM me if you need anything.
-SkinnyAssCashIsOutchea
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