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Nira Amour Simmons
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Miami, Florida

"Welcome to foot locker, Any idea of what you want to buy?" One of my co-workers said

"Do yall have the new releases?" A voice said.

"Yes, Nira can you help them while I get the phone" She said, causing me to look up.

I nodded my head walking over to the mens sneaker section.

"Mane, imma bag her before you jit" one of the boys said.

"Hell no, shordy dont want yo ass boy"

"What size do yall need" I spoked quietly

"Mmcht, shawty gone want my ass once she see this cash, fuck you mean moe"

"What siz- ughh" I huffed quietly.

I tapped one of the guys lower backs, since they were way taller then me.

"Why you touchin me?" He mean mugged me.

First if all calm yo sexy ass down, im trynna help yall out. Bitch

"Im trying to get yall sizes" I looked down shyly.

What if he thinks im ugly?

Maybe thats why he's muggin me.

No, he thinks im fat.

I mean I could stop eating out.

Ugh.

He thinks my ass is flat.

Oh no, does my breat-

"Aye" Somebody snapped in my face.

I cleared my thoughts before clearing my throat.

"Oh, im sorry" I spoke a little louder

"You good, but we need a size 10 inna half, 3 size 11's, and a size 13" A dude said lookin in his phone.

"Oh, lemme get a 12. Thats it" He nodded.

I walked to the back, grabbing the stool from out of the corner.

I climbed up the stool grabbing the size 10, the size 11's and the size 12.

"Wheres the 13- oh here it is" I grabbed them and put them on a cart.

I started walking back to the mens section seeing one of the guys, the one who mugged me to be exact, looking dead at me as I walked over.

Why is he staring at me?

Because he think we cute, he trynna have sexxxx, ahhh bitchhh he finee.

I know. He mean tho.

Sex,sex,sex,sex,se-  oh we like em mean tho.

Mhm.

I handed the shoes to them one by one, trying to ignore the boys intense stare.

Damn, all up in our pussy boyyy.

I laughed a little at the thought, making all of them stop and stare at me.

"How old is you jit"

"17" I said quietly.

"Aight" He looked at the mean mugger smirking.

"Aye com'mere real quick" The mean boy nodded his head towards the back.

He walked ahear of me going through the doors.

"We can't be back her-"

"Don't care" He said flatly.

"Whats ya name" He looked me in the eye.

"Nira" I said quietly.

"Whats yours?" I asked.

He starred at me for a minute before replying.

"Kimari" He said.

"Okay, did you need anything" I asked confused.

"Yeah, lemme see yo phone" He said.

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Heyy 👁️👄👁️

how was yall day?

Why yall think he asked for her phone for?

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