we already ten chapters in dis book awww. the motivation i got to write for dis book is very much *chefs kiss*. even doe i still update dis slow asf but at least ion got writer's block for it, so bear with me for the time being y'all😭
n e ways, STREAM TF OUTTA DIS SONG FOR CLEAR SKIN AND OVERALL HAPPINESS!
warning(s): mild descriptive scenes of drug usage and pimping.
y'all know the drill. excuse them mf errors, cuz!
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"Tamia, if you don't bring yo' ass," Shéyaa called out to the shorter woman who was busily eyeing up different clothing pieces that caught her attention."Don't rush me, bitch. I gotta keep looking good every day to shit on my sons." the woman responded as she grabbed a cute, black Bratz crop top to examine it for a little while before tossing it in the shopping cart that was full of other clothing items.
The Atlanta native rolled his eyes at the statement, disregarding the word she had just called him, "You listen to Nicki Minaj too much."
"And what about it? Don't be hatin' too much." Tamia rolled her neck in attitude as she mugged her cousin causing him to back away to gasp in fake surprise but still rolled his eyes again nonetheless.
Here the two cousins were strolling around a clothing store that Tamia wanted to go to and dragged him along. The condominium back home was empty - Shéyaa's kids were currently at school and his mother was at work so he only had a few hours or so before he had to pick Kamari up first.
After what felt like hours of what she did and didn't want, the woman had finally come to the decision to check out all of the items at the cash register. Tamia had pulled out her card to pay for them and Shéyaa being the nice gentleman that he was, grabbed the two giant bags filled with clothes and accessories that the woman picked and began to head out of the store and towards his car in the parking lot.
"You still wanna go to the dealership to see if you can find a new whip today?" Tamia asked as she was a few steps behind him and walked over towards the passenger side of the car.
"Yeah. This thang here getting old and I saved up quite a bit of money, I guess."
And Shéyaa did save up a lot of money. Telling by his new job position at the strip club, and the increase of his payouts over time, he managed to save enough to find a good car better than the one he has now.
He knew the obvious attraction between Kentrell, Tyquian, and him so he knew the reasons by his sudden increase of checks. But whenever he wanted to specifically talk to Kentrell about how he shouldn't just pay him more because of the thing they all had going on, the hazel-eyed man would just chuckle and place a sweet kiss on his lips - automatically telling him that the younger wasn't going to listen to him at all.
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Fanfiction𝟐𝟏𝐍𝐁𝐀𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎. "Atlanta is the place where you can live out things normally...but with normality comes chaos."