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"Yooo, what's good? So Raina huh?" Troy asked with a smirk.

"Don't start."

"I'm not, just a little crazy ain't it?" He smiled with a big goofy ass grin.

"Whatchumean'?" I looked over at him curious.

We were now in the basement he got on one sofa and I got on the other, both pulled out into a bed.

"I'm just saying I'm surprised you're still alive. —I mean, I felt like I always knew." He answered.

I shook my head. "Troy your mouth was on the floor when you found out."

"I'm not talking about y'all being together or whatnot. I mean I knew she had a crush on you. She was always acting all weird around you."

"Ehh." I shrugged.

"I ain't think of it as anything else though." He paused scratching the back of his head. "Shit everybody getting in relationships now, might need to go around the corner and find me an ol' lady."

I chuckled. "You stupid."

"I'm serious, but she got to be a freak though. Like the sloppy nasty type. You know the ones that's down for whatever, —to keep my attention. Oh —and she has to be legal, no shade." Troy stated thinking he was funny.

"Fuuuuuuucccckkk you." I retorted making both of us chuckle. It's just like Troy to try to find humor in any situation.

"Aye you remember that chick Morgan?" He looked at me wondering and I nodded.

"Yeah I remember she used to blow yo phone up."

"I saw her the other day. She was looking right so I spoke to her. We ended up getting together that night at her spot." He did a half smile.

"Umhm." I nodded for him to continue.

"So the next morning I'm still in her bed, I woke up smelling some bacon. I went to the kitchen after using her bathroom... Dawg let me just tell you she had a whole spread laid out." He spread his arm apart demonstrating.

I raised a brow.

"I'm talking bacon, egg, waffles, fried chicken, grits, blueberry biscuits, fruit. Damn near a buffet." He went down the list counting with his fingers.

"Is that right?"

"So she told me to sit, and that she would served me. So we ate and it was good. —Well the biscuits was dry, the grits was a little too grainy and the chicken barely had seasoning. Other than that it was aight."

I chuckled. " Troy you bugging, —you chef Ramsey now? Get to the point. You're making me hungry and we just ate."

"Shut the hell up. Anyway, after we ate she was like 'can you help me clean up and then we can maybe go do a little shopping'." He tried to mimic her voice.

I laughed a little bit.

"I was like she's trying to finesse me." He looked around the room playfully acting dramatic. "So I told her I don't do dishes and that I really didn't mean to stay over."

"You could've at least helped that lady with the dishes though, damn." I shook my head.

"Hell naw, nobody told her to use every dish, pot and pan in that bitch. Fuck I look like, besides I didn't even ask her to cook." He raised his voice getting all serious. This dude is hilarious. I promise I don't smoke but these conversations with Troy make me feel like I should.

"You ate though." I squinted my eyes at him laughing.

"She volunteered, I don't turn down food. It's against my religion." He leaned back.

I laughed. "So what did she do?"

"Not a damn thing, I grabbed my keys and my phone then dipped. I can't stand when females start assuming and plotting shit. It be the bullshit like that, that'll make me hurt yo' feelings. She thought I was gon' bust my wallet out for her ass. Hell naw I don't know you."

I shook my head again laughing non stop.

"You know what I take that back, I don't won't no damn relationship, I'm cool on that." He spoke as if he had an epiphany or something.

"That's good advice for yourself, keep that energy." I continued to laugh.

"Whatever, —you been in a relationship for three whole minutes. Now you want to act like you wasn't just talking the same shit I'm talking." He made a snorting sound then busted out a loud sarcastic laugh.

"Stop hating. Anyway don't say nothing else to me. I'm about to call Raina."

"A3, y'all in the same house." He looked at me like I was stupid.

I ignored him and called her anyway. It rang once.

"Hello, you're still up?" She asked.

"Yep, couldn't sleep, been talking to this goofy face ass little boy."

"A3 shut yo' sprung ass up, over there baking cakes and shit and y'all in the same damn house." Troy retorted.

She laughed. "Don't do Troy like that, you know he's sensitive."

I chuckled. "What are y'all up to?"

"Nothing just in bed with Sienna. She literally won't fall asleep until I do. She can barely keep her eyes open."

"She's just caring about her best friend, I'm glad she's there with you though."

"Yeah me too, how are you doing?" She asked concerned.

"I should be asking you that, but I'm ok. If you're good then I'm good Munch."

"Yeah well I guess I should try to get some rest."

I nodded as if she could see me. "Ok love, call me back if you can't sleep."

"Ok baby." She said while yawning.

"I love you. You running with Sienna or you want me to?"

"Sienna since me, you and Mike are going to my therapy in the morning."

"And I love you too." She added making me smile.

We stayed silent for a few seconds then said goodnight, she ended the call. I heard Troy snoring. I guess I should call it a night too.

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