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𝐌𝐢'𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐢𝐚 '*•.¸♡ ♡¸.•*'
I cruise around the store, stuffing baby clothes under my fake 3rd trimester belly. Everybody having babies nowadays so I'm finna sell allis shit ong.
Once the fake belly is full I walk towards the exit.
"You're not buying anything?" Security stops me.
"Muhafucka do you see a bag?" I look at him dumb.
"Can I check your purse real quick?" He asks.
"Sure." I shrug.
He goes through each n every pocket. I know he see allem bands in my shit and know ian gotta steal shit from this ghetto ass dirty fucking store even tho I am... but I don't have to.
"Thank you." I snatch my purse back and leave.
I get in Boogie's car and drive out the parking lot before dumping my fake stomach out in the passenger's seat.
My phone rings and I swipe answer seeing my baby's contact.
"Hey baby daddy." I answer.
"Why you inna good mood all of a sudden?" Bandz chuckles.
"I just had a lil seasonal depression." I lie.
I'm starting to notice all I do is lie, cheat, and steal...
"You good now?" He asks.
"Yea."
"Man... I think the worst part of you living so far is me wanting to fuck all the time." He sighs.
"I know... Imma send you a lil video later, okay? Will that make you feel better?" I offer.
"You a lifesaver." He says dramatically.
"Send me a nut video too." I smirk.
"I will."
"What you doing today?" He asks.
"I'm out and about, just stole a bunch of shit. What chu up to?"
"Finna go see my mom's. She keep asking bout you wit her nosey ass."
