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Supposedly, Maceon bought us tickets to a NBA Lakers versus Golden State Warriors games so I was dressed and ready
I was wearing True Religion head to toe. A true Religion top, it was corset type but obviously denim with buttons and no sleeves. It was dark blue with brown and orange lining, same for my True Religion jeans. I wore heals with them
I told him to wear his black true religion jean jacket so let's see if he follow suit. My hair was in a side part, sew in and I did a light beat for my makeup
Finally, my doorbell rung which made Harlo go crazy of course and run to me. "Calm down." I told him then opened the door for Maceon
"Wassup." Maceon greeted me, wearing the jacket so I smiled
"Get the fuck off me, bitch." He tried to kick Harlo, but I pushed him
"Stopp, leave him alone and don't call him that. He has a name." I frowned
"No, he tryna jump on me and shit." He made a face
"I don't care, don't kick my dog." I said, catching an attitude
"Ight, whateva. You ready?" He asked and I nodded, I had everything in my purse and my phone so I ready to go
"Come on." He said
Before we left, I gave Harlo a hug and turned on the TV for him. When we made it to his Scatpack, I adjusted the seat to my liking while he was putting on music and pulling off
I started to go in his glove department to get a napkin since I had a booger in my nose. "Aye, stop touchin' stuff." He hit my hand. I caught even more of an attitude since he hurt my feelings. He's so mean
Call me sensitive, even a crybaby. I know I am and I have no problem with that, but this day already off to a bad start. Who hurt him?
I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms with a stank look on my face. He continued to drive and I just looked ahead, not talking
We came to a red light. "Mmm, stop being mad." He leaned over and kissed on my neck
"Yeah, okay. I'm not your child, don't talk to me like that." I mugged him
"I know, I'm sorry." He said and gave me a quick kiss on the lips since the light turned green
"You ever miss yo dad?" He asked
"No, I have a dad." I said, immediately shutting down the conversation
"Damn, ight." He chuckled, defensively
I hate hate hate when people bring up a relationship with my dad. I don't even know where that man is and it's not possibility of a relationship because I've endured too much trauma from him so why bring it up?
Taking my phone, I started to record myself in the camera app. I took a bunch of videos and pictures and posted the video I liked the most on my story
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