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Gotta get back into giving y'all the full detail that y'all love cause Ion like this half detailing shit I got going on.

𝙰𝚁𝙼𝙰𝙽𝙸 𝙽𝙴'𝚉𝙸𝙰𝙷 𝙶𝙸𝙱𝚂𝙾𝙽

𝙱𝚁𝙾𝙾𝙺𝙻𝚈𝙽, 𝙽𝚈

Armani sparked her lighter as she held her freshly rolled blunt between her lips and lit it up. She turned and picked up her phone off the stool she had beside her easel and checked the time—8 A.M.— She placed her phone back down on the stool and lit each of her coconut scented candles then filled up her water cup to paint. Her and Nasir hadn't spoken in a week since rumors of him getting another girl pregnant had started circling around. Normally she wasn't one for rumors, but she couldn't help that it got to her because she had gotten messages in her DM constantly about it.

Nasir swore up and down that he didn't cheat on her but Armani wasn't hearing it. In her head, she thought the relationship was too good to be true— but what she didn't know was that Nasir wasn't going to let her go. She blew the smoke out of her nose trying to get Nasir and his potential baby out her mind and turned to open her bedroom windows. The window brought in so much sunlight that she didn't need to use her room lights.

She picked up the pencil she had been using for the past couple of days, and began to finish the drawing of her mother and her younger self. She had been so focused on her job that she rarely had gotten out anymore. In fact, without Nasir being around, she hadn't left much except for the times where she craved Chick-fil-A. She finished the drawing within an hour and grabbed her phone again off the stool. She went to her playlist and pressed play and seconds later Mrs.Jackson by OutKast filled her room speakers.

She grabbed her paintbrush and poured her paint into her pallet taking a puff from her blunt. She took a step back from her canvas deciding what colors she wanted and began work.

"Perfect mama." Said Armani as she admired her now drying art piece.

She took a picture of her art and posted it to her art page since she hadn't posted in a couple of months. The likes almost immediately came in with a bunch of positive comments following after. She rinsed our her water cup and washed her paint brushes putting them back in the order she had them.  She put her blunt out deciding to smoke it later and placed it back on her bed side table.

By now it was 12 p.m. so Armani stripped down to her lingerie and went to her bathroom starting up the shower. Deciding that it was warm enough, she stepped in and washed her body clean along with her hair. After about 20-30 minutes, she stepped out and dried her body off. She dried her hair with another towel until it was damp and let it air dry while she found something to wear.

As she sifted through her wardrobe, Nasir invaded her thoughts when she saw one of his many shirts that she had stolen from him the past year and couple of months they had been together. She pushed through and finally found something to wear, she didn't exactly know where she was going to go but she knew she was going to force herself to get out the house.

She got dressed in a sky blue tube dress that stopped right below her knees, her signature necklace that her father had bought her, a gold charm bracelet Azari had gotten her, and changed her anklet to a gold one with gold butterflies hanging down the chain. She took in her appearance and posed and then grabbed her brown fur slides and sprayed her Chanel No.9 perfume. She didn't want to dress up too much seeing that she was just going to drive around until she had found something to do so she grabbed her brown Chanel purse and left out her room after blowing her candles out.

She had another mirror in the corner of her living room so again, she took in her appearance deciding that she still looked good. She grabbed her keys off the island in the kitchen and left out locking the door behind her.

She politely said hello to the door man downstairs and mentally rolled her eyes because he had recently started talking to her more— she guessed he noticed that Nasir hadn't been coming around but she was not on the market for any one else.

She told him politely that she had stuff to do and left to the garage where her car was parked. Her Bluetooth connected automatically and the Bag Lady Remix by Erykah Budu filled her speakers as she drove off. She was about to past the local library that she volunteered at but decided to stop by since she hadn't seen her kids in a while.

"HI MS MANIII!!" Yelled the kids running over to her as she walked into the kids reading section.

"Hey y'all, did y'all miss me?" Armani said smiling down at the kids.

"YESSSS!!" They all yelled.

"Where have you been?" Frowned Azaiya with her arms crossed. Azaiya had grown to be attached to Armani since the day Armani joined the reading program, she even saw Armani as a big sister to her.

"I've been at work baby." Said Armani. "You know I be busy."

"I thought you forgot bout me." Said Azaiya looking like she was about to cry.

"Crybaby!" Yelled Anthony and his brother Martin.

"Shut up fat face!" Said Azaiya as she mean mugged them.

Armani extended her arms. "Come here baby and gimme a hug, you know if you wanted to spend time with me you could have told your mom to give me a call girl!"

"Really? Can we hang out this weekend because I have stupid school tomorrow." She frowned.

Armani smiled. "Sure baby and don't think I forgot, I asked your mom about your grades and she told me you had a D in history, girl you better pull them grades up ."

"I am." She said.

"Ms Mani can you ready No David!" Said Anthony as he held the book up in front of her.

"You got the same teeth as him." Said Azaiya. "Shark boy."

"Shut up AZAIYA." Yelled Anthony as he hit her.

"Y'all stop that right now." Scolded Armani. "Pick out all the books y'all want me to read and I MIGHT be able to read all of them."

Immediately after she said that all 8 kids took off running to the book shelves grabbing all the books their arms could carry. Armani went back to the seating area and sat down on the blue beanbag chair she normally sat. Second later, the kids came back with a lot of books and they began to read.

"Anthony now if you tell me read No David one more time, I'm throwing it at your head." Armani joked.

"He always wanna read about his twin." Said Azaiya. "Ms Mani don't he got the same teeth at him? He look like shark boy."

Armani had to stifle a laugh before she disagreed.

"You know what you look like?" Said Anthony. "You look like E.T with your big ass head."

Armani's mouth dropped but she quickly regained her composure after realizing it was Anthony— the kid had more then 5 silver teeth in his mouth and was bad as hell.

"Do you wanna fight?" Asked Azaiya as she stood up.

Anthony stood up and pulled his basketball shorts up. "Girl I'll lay yo—

"Ain't nobody fighting nobody so both y'all sit down." Said Armani laughing at the two.

She finished reading the books and soon after the parents came and got their kids at 4. "I know that's not Armani I'm looking at, where you been girl?" Said Azaiya's mom.

Azaiya mom, Nichole, was a beautiful dark skin with dark brown curls going down to her bra line and big brown eyes. She held herself with class but any one with eyes could tell she was hood rich.

"Hey girl, you know I got a new job so I been busy." Said Armani as she hugged Azaiya's mom.

"Oh for real? Where you work at?" She asked as she handed Azaiya her phone so the two could catch up.

"You know that new hospital they just built like 2 blocks down?" Asked Armani.

"Yeah girl, wait, so you already graduated? Damn sis you smart." Said Azaiya. "I'm on my last year, I wanna get me, my mother, and Azaiya out the projects ASAP. My neighbor down the street had just gotten broken into and no ma'am, the projects just ain't it no more."

Armani nodded her head in agreement. "I felt that but you almost girl there, soon you gon be Doctor Nichole, top dentist in New York."

Nichole did the period hand motion. "Yes ma'am, I got to make a good example for Azaiya, I got to."

"And that's great, alotta kids don't have good role models." Said Armani. "You doing really good for yourself, you still with that hoe ass nigga Rodney?"

"GIRL LET ME TELL YOU!"

Nichole went into full rant mode as she talked about all the shit she did for Rodney and how he was staying with her and she came home to Azaiya crying because Rodney hadn't fed her all day. She told Armani how she didn't play about Azaiya under no circumstances so she beat his ass to the point he left in an ambulance and filed a restraining order against him. After the two caught up, Armani and Nichole exchanged numbers once again since Nichole said she changed hers to keep from being contacted by Rodney and Armani left.

Her phone rang and it was Naya calling.

"Hey girl hey." Said Naya. "How you been boo boo?!"

Armani shrugged as if her friend could see her. "I been okay, how about you?"

"Girl you don't love me no more, youon come around or nothing."

"I haven't left my house all week since that situation with Nasir, this my first time coming out so you want me to come get you? I would get Azari to but you know wherever Akeem is at Nasir probably is too."

"I honestly feel like that bitch is lying cause I heard she friends with one of Nasir's exes from way back ago and word is they tryna break y'all up, ion see Nasir cheating when the whole city of most of the city knows y'all together— but yeah girl come and get me."

"Ion know, we'll see after Nasir gets that bitch to take a dna test." Said Armani. "But I'm on my way so be outside boo in like 20 minutes."

"Mkay, see you when you get here." She hung up.

Armani made a quick right turn and put in Naya's address into her GPS following the directions.

"LIGHT SKIN SHE GON WHAT? DARK SKIN SHE GON WHAT?" Said Armani as she recorded Naya twerking as she blasted Twerk by XanMan & YungManny. "BOW! BOW! BOW! WHAT?" She zoomed in and out and stopped the recording laughing as Naya got in the car.

"Let's go before my cracker ass neighbors call the cops." Said Naya putting on her seatbelt as Armani drove off.

"Where we going?" Asked Armani taking a quick glance at Naya.

"Let's go to the skating rink." Said Naya and Armani nodded  her head making a U-turn.

The two pulled up to the skating room 15 minutes later and got out the car going in. On the way to the place where they get their skates, about 4 guys tried to stop them and talk.

"Aye ma, what cho name is?" Said the dude as he handed them the skates.

"Unavailable." Said Armani smiling sweetly at him as she took the skates.

"That's real unique, ya momma got good taste in name." He said and Naya turned around to stifle a laugh.

"What's your instagram?" He asked.

"Unavailable. ToYou." She said. He wrote it down and her and Naya walked off to put the skates on.

"Never did he just write that shit down." Said naya as she busted out laughing.

"Right, niggas be slow." Laughed Armani as she laced up her skates.

"I'm telling you right now I can barely skate." Said Naya.

"And if you fall you falling by yourself cause imma beat cho ass if you grab me." Said Armani.

"You wronggg." Said Naya

"And isn't." Armani shrugged stepping onto the skating rink floor with Naya right behind her.

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A longer chapter for y'all 🥰🥰

Told y'all I'd give y'all more detail so y'all welcome.

THOUGHTS?

Ik y'all boutta gimme hell bout this one 😭😭.