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houston, tx.
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"𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛 - 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚑 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚢"
𝙖𝙮𝙨𝙟𝙖.
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" i cant believe the gang aint nothing for new years, seriously." i said with my head laying on xaviers chest.
we were currently sitting in our new house watching boyz in the hood, ever since we made up, i felt bad for making assumptions like the ones i made about him.
so in return, i made it my priority to team up with an interior designer to finish the furnishing and decoration of our house.
it all came together real cute in the end, i decided to go with a yellow gray and white theme.
"mhm, its ight though, we did our buisness and shid, thats the way to enter the new year." he says , twisting my curly bundles around his fingers.
i laughed, shaking my head. and suddenly, the constant craving on pickles came over me.
"ill be right back bae." i say, signalling for him to let me out of his hold.
i stand up, my big t-shirt falling by my thighs, walking on the cold wood floor to the large kitchen, i open up the fridge.
"where the fuck-" i whisper to myelf, shuffling items in the fridge looking for pickles.
i moved the milk carton, finally spotting the jar.
i smiled to myself, pulling them out and walking back over to xavier, sitting next to him.
"damn the whole j-" he starts before i cut him off.
"shut yo ass up" i say , immediately making him forward his attention back on the movie.
the sudden feeling of wanting a hot sausage , flooded over my mind.
"bae.." i whisper lowly.
he hums, looking at me , with the only light comin' from the tv.
"can you get hot sausages?" i say, in the most convincing voice i can.
"no, you eatin them shits too much aysja , cool off allat" he says, resulting in me kissing my teeth. biting into a pickle aggresively.
