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         fantasias apartment/pov:

"dont snatch it either."

"im not girl give me my phone"

"you can't demand me to give you yo shit."

"can i have my phone, please?"

"ion know, can you?"

"t..."

"yo dirty ass bestie calling"

her and her beef with jen.

"the fuck you want?"

"not you and why you still got tasia phone?!"

"why you still in my business"

"im here best"

"oh? yall together?"

"yes"

"cute, well, ok, ill call you tomorrow"

"ok!"

"thats a weird ass bitch"

"you curse alot, you know that?"

"cursing is good for the body."

"who even told you that?"

"i told myself that"

"i figured"

"why you got so many lambchops?"

"if you weren't in my freezer, you wouldn't have seen any of those. but, since you asked, lambchops are my favorite"

"so when ima get that home cooked meal?"

"i dont know. maybe in the future"

"you smooth as shit with yo words not gon lie"

"ive been told"

she's literally eating my snacks and drinking my water like as if she paid for any of it, but i do love how comfortable she is around me.

"you replacing everything you eat"

"ima hold on to that statement. damn i should've brought some night clothes. "

"for what exactly?"

"ain plan on leaving"

"i find that hard to believe"

"why?"

"you were gone by the time i woke up the last time"

"yeah thats because i had some business to handle."

"two weeks later, i see you at my friends party, and you treat me like a stranger."

"you was on some weird shit. speaking and walking away."

"there was a reason why, but either way it goes, i was still cordial on my end. you, on the other hand, you didnt care at all."

"what is it you expect me to give a fuck about?"

"nothing, forget it. anyway, thank you for being generous enough to bring me my phone back."

as i was walking into the kitchen, i felt hands wrapping around my waist.

"what is it?"

"i dont- there's no point in telling you."

i slid her hands off me.

"you wouldn't care, no way. ill just be wasting my breath for the one hundredth time."

"you aint gon tell me what it is i was supposed to be caring about, but you can bring it up?"

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