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I scroll through various post liking a few of them as I lay back on my bed.
Hearing foot steps against the carpet I look up to see Chris entering our room. He plops down on the bed snatching my phone as he begins to attack me with tiny kisses among my face making giggles erupt from my lips.
"C-Chris stop!" I chuckle as he pulls away pressing his soft pink lips against mine.
Pulling away he smiles before sitting beside me. "Whatchu up to?" He mutters as i glance over at him.
"Nothin..sitting here."
"Well trey on his way over, we finna play in the arcade." He mumbled as i nod familiar with the man he had mentioned to me.
Tremaine, one of chris bestfriends that I loved like a brother. Him and Chris becoming friends through the music industry in their younger ages.
They'd hang out from time to time when they weren't booked up with shows or studio sessions.
"Okay..should I cook or.." I trailed off as he hummed.
"Yea whatever you feel like making baby." He says kissing my cheek as he disappears downstairs.
Sighing I get up to get started on dinner. Finally reaching the kitchen I look through my refrigerator to see various ingredients. My eyes landing on a packet of stake.
I take it out along with broccoli, mash potatoes, and Mac & cheese I set them along the counter as I prepare to season the stakes.
Smiling to myself at the nice little dinner I put together. "I better get some dick for all this..." i mutter rolling my eyes..
•••••• Huffing as I stop stiring I look over at the door. A constant knocking that has been going on for a minute now as I wonder where chris dumbass has ran off to.
"Chris...the door!" I yell getting no response I sigh wiping off my hands and walking over to the door.
Swinging it open my eyes come in contact with a familiar tall frame. I look up slightly rolling my eyes playfully at the infamous smirk plastered on his face.
"Hey trey." I chuckled feeling his arms wrap around my waist as he pulls me into his chest. Feeling his hands travel lower I push away slightly clearing my throat, I look up again to see him smiling innocently as I narrow my eyes.
"My bad baby i was takin a shit-trey wassup man!" Chris yells bringing trey into a manly hug.
I shake my head making my way back to the kitchen as I began to fix the boys plates.
The thought of what occurred at the door still lingering as I push it to the back off my mind. Filling both plates I set them on trays with a fork and knife, a wine cooler as a beverage as I push open the kitchen door with my foot.
