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Ok-

"Ion give a fuck! Them niggas ain't gon' do me nun!" Kentrell yelled, as he paced around the kitchen.

"Mane them niggas is straight pussy." Ben added on.

Ion know what the fuck just happened. We were all just chillen wit' some niggas they was coo' wit', then all of a sudden they arguing, wit' guns at eachother necks.

Ion know what they was on. But I got the fuck up outta there.

It ain't finna be #LLK.

Tf.

"Wait what even happened?" I asked, nibbling onna food KD made.

Shits was nasty. Couldn't throw it away either cause he sittin' in my face.

"Nah cause that nigga said he knew boomer took-" He cut himself off, and looked at me. "Can't even tell ya'." He sighed, running his hands down his face.

I shrugged. "Where boomer at anyway." I asked.

I mean ion give a fuck 'bout that nigga, but I'm curious since Ian seen him in awhile.

"Six feet unda'." KD blurted out.

Everybody nodded, while shrugging.

"How he die?" I asked, laughing a little because fuck that nigga.

"Shot em twice." Kentrell shrugged.

"Fa why?" I questioned.

He blinked, while looking at me. "C- Cause it was some shit going on with my daughter, and he had sumin' to do wit' it."

I looked at him in shock. "You got a daughter? How old she be?"

"15." He responded

"Really? Can I meet her?"

He looked at everybody, and scratched the back of his neck.

There was a moment of silence.

Baby joe cleared his throat, making me look at him. "KD you did a good job onnis food. Why you ain't a professional chef yet?"

I scrunched up my face, an ate a piece of bacon but spit it out due to it being burnt.

"Now why the fuck you just lied to him?" I asked, mugging.

"Haters gonna hate." KD scoffed at me, and flipped his imaginary weave.

I was finna respond but I heard my name being called, making me turn and see Kendell.

"You tryna come wimme to the park? Charlotte an nem there." He spoke.

I rolled my eyes. "Ian talkin' to them. They're fake."

Kentrell looked at me wit a mug. "Girl get out my house and do sumin'. We doing grown people shit anyways."

"Bitch don't mug me. & how tf you gone kick me out cause y'all wanna have some bitches inna crib? Y'all should take that shit to KD dumpster." I mugged them back.

"Hoe ion live in no damn dumpster 3 do. We all know he got dem doodoo stain draws."  KD snapped.

I bust out laughing.

3 pushed KD, an he fell onna ground.

"Ian got no damn doodoo stains. Somebody edited that post." 3 clapped back.

"Now you know damn well ..." I couldn't even finish cause I was laughing to hard.

KD stood back up, and held a conceited facial expression.

"Bitch we all know you got a fonky ass booty."

3 looked upset, before storming outta the kitchen.

"Wait! Where you goin' shitty booty !?" KD yelled after him.

I started coughing due to the fact I've been laughing so much.

"Here sis. You need it more then I do." Ben handed me a glass of water and some cough drops.

I smacked my lips, throwing the cough drops at him. I took a sip of the water though.

When I finally calmed down, I sighed.

"That shit was funny." I chuckled.

"It was funny, but you was acting like that shit was hilarious." Kentrell said.

"Spell hilarious" I told him, tilting my head to the side.

It was quiet making me nod my head repeatedly.

"Exactly."

"Nah mane, I can spell it." He cleared his throat and stretched.

"You acting like you finna run a marathon. Fuck is you stretching fa'." I asked.

He ignored me. "It's H- I -E- L- R- I -O -U- S."

"Aiiinn wrong." I laughed. "It's H- I- L- A- R- I- O- U- S."

"Nu uhn. I thought it was H- U- H- L- A- R- I- O- U- S."

I watched as everyone told me how they spelled it before shaking my head.

"Y'all some dumbass niggas." I mumbled.

Ben hit me upside my head. "Ian dumb. I'm special, get it right."

Ok-

I shook my head at them.

"Kendell you ready ta' go?" I asked him.

"Ready when you are."

I hurried up an hopped outta my chair, and walked outta the door behind Kendell.

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*clears throat* um , hi .