《ONLYFANS |Chris Brown|》037
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I stood close to the mirror, mouth wide open as I focused on putting on my eyelashes. I had to get dressed at my hairstylists house because those little fuckers refused to let me go home and get ready before the game.
"Outside" The text from Michelle said.
"Jasmine I'm leaving! Thank you!" I called out as I walked out the door. I walked over to Jacobi's car that was parked out front. I got into the backseat and tossed my bags into the trunk.
"Damn you look like a whole new person. The power of weave is crazy" Sean said from the front seat.
"We fighting before the night is over" I laughed buckling my seatbelt. I pulled out my phone and sent over a picture to Quincy before I forgot.
"I'm just giving you a compliment. Take it or leave it" Sean laughs blowing smoke into the air.
"You can keep that shit" I replied "That's why that weed mid. You just a mid ass nigga" I said and everybody laughed.
"It wasn't even that funny" Sean replied and turned up the radio.
"I walk in the spot thirty on me and some chops. All my niggas really rock, roll control" I rapped and took the blunt from Sean.
I danced in my seat as I pressed the blunt against my lips. The windows were all rolled up and the smoke was starting to fill the car. Tonight was going to be a good night.
I'm an occasional smoker. If my friends got weed and offer the blunt to me I'mma smoke, but I'd never go out of my way to buy some weed. Since I rarely smoke my tolerance is still pretty low so it doesn't take much to get me high.
"Gimme talk back too, what's the word? What y'all wanna do?" I said continuing to Woo Walk in my seat.
We finished off two blunts before we made it to the United Center. I sprayed this fabric softener concoctions on all of us so we didn't smell like pure weed. Jacobi handed over our tickets to the people before we waltzed inside.
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"Oooh we gotta get some snacks before we sit down" Michelle said lookin at all the different concession stands they had to offer.
"Not you got the munchies already" I chuckled shaking my head.
"Oooh damn that italian beef look good as fuck" Sean said eyeing down this man's food as he walked down.
"Where that's at? I want that too" Michelle replied looking at the food. "It's over here!" She grabbed his arm and pulled him to the direction of the food.
"Whatchu getting?" Jacobi asked me looking over at me as we walked to find us something to eat.
"Maybe just some nachos and a sprite" I replied with a shrug.
"Ohhh nachos do sound decent" He says nodding his head. We kept walking until we found a stand that sold nachos. The line was long as fuck but we had no other choice but to wait.
"How the family been? I haven't seen them in a minute" Jacobi asked me.
"Cause you fake"
"How I'm fake? You the one that got a nigga and act like you don't know nobody" He replied back with a laugh.
"Whaaaat? That doesn't sound like me at all" I said sarcastically and we both laughed. "But they're good. King was just asking about you and Sean the other day."
"Damn that's the lil homie I haven't seen his ass inna minute." Jacobi replied "How ya fine ass momma been?"
"Annnnd just like that the conversation is over" I laughed rolling my eyes.
"What can I get for you?" The cashier asked as we stepped up to the register.
"Can I get 2 nachos, a large sprite and a bottle of water?"
"I'll zelle you my money" I reached into my purse for my phone.
"Nah you good, I got it" He replies handing me my drink.
"Oh okay, thanks." I put the straw into my drink and started to take a sip.
"Wait that looks good. Damn Sean we should've got that" Michelle said as she approached us.
The game had already started so Sean and Jacobi was rushing us to go sit down. Once we took our seats I immediately started scarfing down my nachos.
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"Oooh let me get one" Michelle said eyeing down my food.
"Go 'head" I replied grabbing my sprite and taking a sip.
"Paris sharing her food? Never thought I'd see the day"
"It's cause I didn't pay for it. Cobi bought this" I laughed. She picked up the chip with the most cheese and meat. I immediately started mean mugging her and she quickly stuffed it into her mouth before I could even say something.
"Ooo lemme find out" She said covering her mouth with her hand.
"What?" I furrowed my eyebrows at her.
"Nothing" She shakes her head.
"Nope you gotta tell me." I replied nudging her side.
"He likes you"
"What? Ew. No the fuck he doesn't" I scrunched up my face in disgust.
"Girl he's always sending lil flirty subliminals. He wanna take a trip to Paris" Michelle chuckles.
"We all flirt but we don't mean shit by it. You aren't saying Sean likes me"
"Sean didn't tell you he loves you the other night" She replies back with a smug look.
"He said he loves us, not just me. All three of us"
"Mmh whatever helps you sleep at night boo" Michelle shrugged and reached for another nacho. I looked over at Sean and Jacobi and their attention was on the game.
"Cobi" I said aloud.
"Huh?" He asked with his eyes still glued to the court.
"I know good and well you no-" I could hear Michelle say.
"You like me?" I questioned raising an eyebrow. I'm not going to sit around and make assumptions. We're all adults and close friends, communication shouldn't be an issue. Damn, I sound like Quincy.
"What?" He frowns looking over at me. "I buy her one lil ass snack and now she think I wanna fuck" Jacobi said and he and Sean both laughed.
"See told you" I said to Michelle.
"Mmmh. I'm not buying it" She replied.
"Oh well" I shrugged my shoulders.
I didn't really care what she thought.
He said he didn't like me, so as far as I'm concerned he doesn't. Our friendship has been strictly platonic for years. Not once have I ever questioned if he actually had deeper feelings for me and I wasn't going to start today because he bought me some fucking nachos. What are we? 5?
I pulled out my phone to see I had a few instagram notifications. I opened the app and went to my activity feed and saw that I had some new followers. I also saw that Quincy tagged me in another post about an hour ago. I clicked on the post and it was the picture I sent him earlier.
❤️
I went to his page and made sure he deleted that ugly ass picture from earlier. Luckily he did so I no longer had to beat his ass about it. I read the comments before I double tapped the picture. If I was to comment some cute shit I'd make myself cringe.
😂❤️
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Hey y'all, I've had writers block for the longest so I figured I'd just give y'all this chapter instead of prolonging the wait. I know this was another sucky chapter. I've been having writers block for a minute when it comes to this story. It's like I know what I want to happen but I'm struggling to move the plot in that direction.
Give me some ideas, what do y'all want to see?
How are y'all feeling towards the characters? Any people you like or dislike? Anybody you wanna see more of?
Yes, I'm writing for myself but I'm also writing for y'all so I'd love to include some of y'all ideas.
Also, thanks for 80K! I appreciate it. It's only up from here! I think this is one of my quickest growing stories so I'm glad y'all fucking with it.
Again, sorry for this terrible ass chapter. Imma get it together lol.
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