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Pimps & Pimpettes
Today 5:30PM

Dino Shawty mad ian text back yet
Hollon bitch I'm tryna spell gorjus

LMAOO you stupid fucker

Kam'rn๐Ÿ’™ The dick hit better when he's older than you
I almost changed my name to Shirley ๐Ÿ˜ฉ

Poody Shut the fuck up you virgin

Kam'rn๐Ÿ’™ Okay that was uncalled for

๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

Dayvon Tai I left my lighter in your room?

Naw why

Dayvon That bitch just came up missing ๐Ÿคจ
Everybody pat their pockets

Dino Give it up bitch
That lighter is GONE

"You heard what I said?" Sharmaine spoke making me look up.

"Naw say it again."

"I said we're here, get out the car."

"At 11 thought killing myself cause I ain't want to turn 12." Quise sung along with the radio.

"The stupidest line I've heard in my life, what the fuck does that even mean?"

"It me-"

"I know what the fuck it means bozo, I'm being saraca- get out the fucking car."

Passing the ID checks I sat alongside my siblings, waiting for our father to come out.

"I'm scared." I mumbled playing with my thumbs.

"Thought you were Billy badass? Keep it zipped lil ugly."

Rude

Spotting Pops entering the room with handcuffs attatched to his wrists, I shifted in my seat a little. As he approached the table his smile grew wider.

"It's been a long time since I've seen y'all altogether." He beamed.

"Break out nigga, I know you've seen the movies."

"Oh my gos- Marquise please stop talking."

"Where's Salem?"

"At work, her manager wouldn't let her off."

"Good." Pops scoffed. "She never misses a fucking visit, I'm sick of her."

"Least you ain't got to live with her."

"Why you so quiet?" Pops joked, nodding at me.

"Shit." I whispered unintentionally. "I ain't got nothing to say."

"For once." Sharmaine barked. "You got all that mouth any other time, where's it gone?"

"Don't talk to my sister like that nigga."

"Suck my dick Kaire, I'll end up on the other side of this table if you start with me again."

"None of that language, very inappropriate." Pops tutted. "Fuck y'all kids been up to?"

"Fucking." Marquise answered blandly. "Taking care of these scallywags too I guess."

"Gross."

"Tyaire told me you had news?"

"She did what?!" Sharmaine froze.

HA got that ass!

"Spit it out then."

"Well um, there's no easy way to say this." Scratching the back of her neck, Sharmaine cleared her throat and chewed her bottom lip. "I'm pregnant."

"You wha- say that again."

"Don't make me." She threw her head back dramatically.

"Who the fuck the daddy is and why the fuck isn't he here?"

"That's what I said." Quise said, throwing his arms up in the air. "He scared apparently."

"As he should be." Pops mugged. "How far along are you?"

"4 months."

"See you ain't say all that nie." I made a face turning to her.

"I mean, you did look a little round when I walked in." Pops cringed. "Next time I call, have him with you. I want to have a friendly conversation, one we should've had today but he's hiding somewhere."

"He isn't hidi-"

"Yes he is."

"Y'all need to put some respect on my boyfriends name." Shar pouted. "You mad?"

"More than, there's nothing I can do though. You're my first baby so I'm bound to be a little annoyed."

"I should've been your first baby." Marquise squinted.

"We're born in the same week." Sharmaine waved him off. "That's good enough."

"VISITS OVER! Everybody get the fuck out."

"Y'all be safe, make sure I speak to Mr boyfriend." Pops pointed one Shar's face, rising from his seat.

"Yeah whatever."

"I love you all, especially you Tyaire."

"Well fuck you too then." Quise joked.

"I love you too." I mumbled, smiling tightly.

๐™ฅ๐™–๐™—๐™ก๐™ค๐™š๐™จ๐™ ๐™ค just now

Swiping up, I typed 'All you do is fucking smoke, not that I'm complaining ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ pull up' and locked my phone.

๐™ฅ๐™–๐™—๐™ก๐™ค๐™š๐™จ๐™ ๐™ค Deuce there?

We're out rn
But he's dropping me home, there won't be ab here by the time you get here

๐™ฅ๐™–๐™—๐™ก๐™ค๐™š๐™จ๐™ ๐™ค Bet
Tell me when you home

Sir yes sir

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LATER THAT DAY

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๐™œ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐Ÿญ๐™  Guess I'm sick in the head

"Take a picture with this before you go." I grumbled tapping Sahmir on his shoulder, taking the stack from my hands he stood back and posed for the picture. "Fix your fucking face you weirdo."

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๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™š๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™ก๐™ฉ๐™ฎ๐™–๐™ž๐™ง๐™š My little brother got more money than you pussy bitch

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Shortly after everybody left I heard the doorbell ring, making me smirk and run to open it.

"You sure took your sweet time."

"I had to make sure the coast was clear." Nairo squinted, mushing me.

"Fuck up, you want to go upstairs or stay down here?"

"I don't mind."

Down here it is, my room is too fucking far

Taking a seat on the couch, I patted the spot next to me and pulled out Dayvon's lighter.

"You got the weed?"

"Fuck you think I'm here to do, read?" He chuckled pulling a bag of weed out of his pocket.

"This shit better be loud too smart ass."

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"Marquise say he's on his way back." I chortled looking down at my phone. "We're done for."

"Let's go to my shit before he get here, my cars down the block."

"Your shit? Way too much fucking dip little boy."

"So what the fuck are we supposed to do? You want him to catch us in here?"

"We aren't doing anything wrong." I shrugged. "You can hide in the closet if you want to."

"I'm a grown man, I'm not hiding in nobody's fucking closet. Me being here is wrong to begin with, you know how Deuce is. He hasn't fought in a while and I'm not trying to be his first victim so let's go."

Pussy bitch

"Alright." I huffed standing up. "Grab my slides."

-

"You can sit down, I don't bite." Nairo joked pointing towards his bed.

"Don't say that shit like I'm shy or something. This is my first time over here, I need to observe a little." I jerked my head back, squinting a little. "I don't want to be sitting on backwood wrappers and bed bugs."

"Where the fuck do you come up with this shit? Just sit down bruh."

It wasn't that funny

Plopping myself on the edge of his bed, I snatched the blunt and sparked it up. Taking a few puffs, I handed it to Nairo who was staring at me with low eyes.

"You should do that swoop shit more often, I fuck with it." He licked his lips.

Chillat fat ma pretty please

"It's coming out soon so kiss it bye by- pass the fucking blunt nigga."

Around 30 minutes later we were vibing to music and talking shit.

"I think my problem is I want romantic Godly hood nig- fuck niggas as a matter of fact."

"Shit." Nairo playfully shrugged. "I go to church sometimes."

"Go to hell I'm not talking about you." I snorted. "Whatchu know bout this?"

We were currently listening to Next - Too Close with my legs were kicked up in his lap.

"Whatchu know bout this? This is my shit, my mama played the fuck out of this back in the day."

"Mmh."

Marquise๐Ÿ’™
Today 9:50PM

Where you at?

With Kam'rn nem

"I need to go." I sighed jumping up.

"Marquise?"

"Yea- where's my slides?"

"Over by the door."

Slipping them on, I opened the door and took a step.

"Where you going?"

"Home nigga." I made a face. "Fuck you mean?"

"I'll drop you done the street hold on, it's too late for you to be outside."

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