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by Bella Jay

“But I love your barely there butt so…” Her eyes narrowed at me. “You ain’t have to come for my little booty with the shade.” “Cupcake still cake, baby,” I winked. Her head bopped from side to side as she yelled, “AND IS!”

“Are you recreating scenes from my favorite book this trip?”

That’s my dream🥺🥰

“I know you ain’t talking when you been in here for two hours, talking about niggas smashing and bae book friends.” “First of all, it’s book baes and book boyfriends. Please show my other men some respect.” “I fight fictional men too. I’m not above it.”

But honestly, I don’t understand why you rep Slytherin so hard like they ain’t trash.” “‘Cause they ain’t trash. You sitting over there with the fake loyalty folks who really just scary punks.” “You’s a lie.” She turned her neck to look back at me. “Cedric Diggory had more heart than Malfoy bitch ass.” “But he died, though… with one little measly spell.”

The disrespect!!!!

“You do know you can’t date for at least half of the time we were together, right? So, half of fifteen years is seven and a half. And we gotta times that by seven because it’s actually in dog years when it comes to how long you gotta wait. So, if my math serves me right, you gotta be single until you a smooth eighty-seven, unless you get back with me.” “Ummm…” “If you wanna be popping it wide open for Devontae in the old folks’ home when you in your eighties, by all means, do you. But until then, you gotta be single.”

“Anyway, I called to ask how’d y’all enjoy the rest of Mother’s Day.” “It was good. I surprised her with tickets to a comedy show she’d been dropping hints about, as if I’m not funny enough for her lil’ ugly butt.” “Aye, come up off my mama.” “Y’all both ugly.” “I look like you.” “Yeah, an ugly version.”