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Marquise, I’m not going to wait forever.

The last message was from Brittany’s crazy-ass. She, yet again, changed her number to get through to me. Before the All-Star game, I could rub one out from the messages and videos alone but I’m over it. My dick didn’t move from anything I saw or read.Erin, your ass in trouble.I plugged in my phone and began my morning routine of bothering my old ass parents in the group chat.

Me

Mom, my lawyer will be contacting you for summer custody of Khaira

Me

Ivey I ain’t forgot about you being Herman’s little prom date.

Me

Pops I heard your knees when I got out of bed this morning.

Malcolm

Guess who is volunteering to chaperone Ivey? I had fun last time.

I placed my fist to my mouth, chuckling at Malcolm before putting my phone down. Ivey was pissed he volunteered to chaperone at her prom. It was epic to witness her having a meltdown. Walking into my closet, I kept my attire light for today with my T-shirt, the Malcolm ones, and tapered leg sweatpants. My phone danced across my nightstand as the replies came through.

Mom

You can get her two days a week.

I scoffed at her comment. Khaira is moving in after the championship game. I missed my little princess running around my room messing with shit. When she poured juice in my gaming system, I wasn’t upset. I bought a new one the next day.

Ivey

Do not embarrass my boyfriend.

Me

Boyfriend! Not happening. A friend. He is only a friend.

Malcolm

Boyfriend? Since when?

Pops

Boyfriend! Niecy, did you know about this?

Me

Cancel

Malcolm

Cancel

Ivey

Mom!

Pops