Emoni Morgan Chicago, Illinois. December 25th, 2021. 1:57 PM
" Line them crates up." Mikayla joked making me bust out laughing. I just found out I'm a few months pregnant. Another little wonder to my family.
" I can't stand you bitch." I nudged her shoulder making her laugh. She finished setting her hair supplies up. Today was Christmas and we decided to come back to chicago to have a big Christmas. Everybody moved out of chicago. It ain't brung nothing but pain and sadness. Hatred, and envy.
" Shit, as soon as I kept throwing up every morning." She laughed." I would've lined those crates the fuck up."
" Man, it was supposed to be team fuck em kids but they trapped a real bitch." I wiped my fake tears.
" Ion blame you though." She mumbled under her breath.
" What bitch, speak up I can't hear you." I bucked laughing a little.
" Shitttt." She dragged making me bust out into laughter.
" Would've gotten pregnant the first night fucking with me."
" I know yo hoe ass would." I laughed. Shit I would've too, I don't judge fuck it we ball.
" So what look you going for this time?"
" I don't even know." I shrugged staring at my hair." Something that goes good with me, I guess."
She nodded and took my hair out the scrunchie it was in.
I decided to scroll on Instagram while she did my hair.
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