❝ those some problems for tomorrow. ❞

i woke up to my phone blowing up. no, literally. like i was getting a bunch of notifications, a beep after a beep. the beeping wasnt stopping.

instragram
ddosamafeed tagged you in a post.

ddosama.wife tagged you in a post.

sugarhilllddot mentioned you in a comment: ik u seein dis desi.

nottiosama sent you a story.

ddosama bro fuck em they on sumn . ii ainn trinna hurt yuu .

snapchat
jayyrackss added you as a friend.

i clicked on instagram because too many people were mentioning me. i clicked on the one darrian tagged me in and it was a video of dd talking shit about me for no reason. that nigga dont even know shit about me. there were some dramatic edits too.

he just guessing and lying. on some childish shit, he need to stop. i called darrian, while waiting for him to pick up i went to what ethan sent me.

"how you feelin bout sugarhill dami sister, desi?" jay said to dd in the video. "shiii. ONE, dat cat stank. TWO, i aint even fuck wit ha like thatt." dd answered in a heavy ny accent.

darrian answered the phone and started ranting. "dd tripping. ion know how he switched up so fast but ima beat his ass." he stated. i widened my eyes in shock.

"des?" he said in a worried tone. "but we can beat both they ass!" he said excited. "nah its good gang." i said laughing. "what you mean?" he frowned. "thats not my nigga." i continued to laugh.

"porque no primaaaaaaa" he whined. "no es mi hombre." i answered back in spanish. i could hear ruffling on the other side of the phone and that was the sound of some food.

"darrian can you come overr." i asked desperate. "what you got to eat? wait ima come by after i leave the studio." he added to his question.

"okay. when you gonna be here darrian." i said clearly sad. "man fuck dat studio ima see you cousin." he said feeling bad for me. i started clapping my hands and we exchanged goodbyes.

i was playing subway surfers as i waited for him to arrive. "damiir get the door for darrian." i yelled so he could hear me. i heard the door open and then waited for him to walk into my room.

"DAMIIR. I SAID GET LA PUERTA." i yelled even louder. the whole place probably heard that shit. "I DID NIGGA." he yelled at me.

i got up and saw that darrian tall ass body was all up in the fridge. he grabbed a caramel apple and started eating it. i side eyed him and signaled for him to come in my room.

"i wish i had cousins my age." damiir sighed. "nigga you got fake brothers." i rolled my eyes. he laughed and went into his room. i closed the door behind darrian and sat on my bed.

"smoke session?" i said smiling. "hell yeah." darrian said smiling even harder. i grabbed the tray from inside my drawer.

i opened my windows but closed my blinds. i turned on my led lights and played some music. i rolled up a blunt and then lit it wit my cool ass lighter.

i took an inhale and then slowly exhaled the smoke. i passed the blunt to darrian and he was smoking that shit hard. i snatched the blunt and took a inhale. i did some cool ass tricks with it too.

"so listen, i know jay. me and her was in 2nd grade together." darrian explained. "she was mad familiar." he said as he coughed.

"nah im chill." i replied. "oh shit you might be right. she dont look like nobody." darrian added.

i nodded as a i exhaled. "i wasnt even feeling dd. i was bored darrian. im not no lover im a player." i said throwing up gang signs. darrian slapped me and yelled, "YOU A OPP!"

i gasped and held my face. "i aint even throw up.. oyk." i whispered the last part. damiir get mad when i say gangs around him, and i can respect that.

"i'm O .. Y." i whispered to darrian. darrian laughed as he exhaled which led up to him dying coughing.

i was laughing hard and took the blunt from him. "quit playing." i said wiping my fake tears. "jay try some shit on me like that again ima end her like dis like dat." i said getting up and to my closet.

i dug through some bags and found my painted jordan 4 box filled with parts of firearms. i grabbed my smith & wesson m&p9. "like BOW." i said pointing at my wall joking. "aint that the gun you shot dami wit?" darrian said laughing.

"mhm. and i can make that mistake again" i said side eyeing darrian. he backed up and deaded the blunt. i sat on my bed and switched up the parts of the gun.

i held the gun acting like i was aiming. "better beware." i mumbled. im pretty sure darrian was afraid of me at that moment. i laughed and looked at his scared look. "whats wrong darrian." i said putting the gun down.

"im alright man." he said scooting away from me. i grabbed my phone and took a picture with the gun in my hand. i put the song I LUV THIS SHIT by AUGUST ALSINA over the picture.
i had the text say "mad dayroom" and i mentioned darrian.

i laughed and clicked my phone off before putting the gun back in the shoe box and inside the bag.

"okay, i really gotta go to the studio." darrian said getting up worried. "alright stay safe fav." i said hugging him. "i will my heart." he said hugging me back and then letting to to walk out.

"aye dami can you take me to the studio." i heard him yell to my brother. i laughed and started rocking. i realized how slow i looked then stopped.

i remember what dd dmed me and thought to reply.

me
them videos saying sum else?

ddosama
dey edited dat shiht

me

ddosama
i wasnt een on live wit dat girl
fans is crazy

me
yeah
that live i thought i was on

ddosama
oh
my badd

i looked at my phone shocked and just blocked dd.

i facetimed ethan to talk shit about dd with him. "ethan this nigga trifling. i regret seeing him yesterday." i pouted on facetime. i heard shuffling on the other side and saw dd's mad face in the camera.

"i was just joking!" he said trying to reason with me. i hung up so fast because he just irritating. ethan's contact name popped up on my screen and i answered it.

"ethan?" i asked before saying anything. "yeah." he said muffled. "whats wrong stinkabutt." i asked him in a baby voice. "im sleepy.." he yawned.

"oo sleepover!" i suggested, excited as hell. "shitt. might as well." he said in a tired voice. "talk to you when i wake up des." he added. "okay ethan." i said getting comfortable in my bed.

i put my phone on the side of my pillow and went to sleep. he better not hang up either.

☆彡

𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐃.

REVISED.
2 JAN. 2023

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