Keith
I came home with smudged ash on my face, another hard day on the job. I just want some cuddling from my baby Yn.
"Ynnnnnnn! Im home honey!" I called as i didn't hear her small feet running and squealing like the adorable little thing she is.
Maybe she fell asleep eating snacks again. Better clean it before the mice show up again.
I walked upstairs as i wlaked into our room as i saw the freshly made up bed. I looked in the bathroom and saw that it was spotless, it looks like no one has touched the house.
Then i started to panic.
"No no no!" I said as i pulled out my phone and called algee.
"Wassup man?"
"Man its Yn!"
"What happened?"
"She got out again! I locked all of the doors. I need to find her, she can seriously hurt someone."
"I know, im still trying to relocate my shoulder from 3 years ago." He said as i heard a bone crack.
"Ahh, sweet relief, ok lets go. Ill meet you on broadway."
"Ok." I said as i said hanging up the phone.
Yn
I wondered around aimlessly as i looked at all the pretty things.
"Ooh, whats this?" I said as i picked up a small thick white stick. Some dude set it on fire for me as i looked at him weirdly.
"You know how to smoke?"
"No, im not from here, i live here with my boyfriend."
"Oh, ok i see you. Well lemme show you. You put it up to your lips."
I did what he showed me.
"Then breath in through your mouth."
I inhaled but quickly stopped due to the choking sensation i felt in my lungs and throat.
I coughed as the smoke rushed out of my mouth, the dude chuckled to me as i looked at him, still coughing my lungs away.
"You good fam?" He said handing me a water bottle.
I drank it down as it burned my throat. I made a sour face as i cleared my throat.
"What is this? Water doesn't taste like this at home."
"It does out here."
"Wait. So there is an outside world?"
"What have you been stuck in the house your entire life?"
I nodded as he looked at me crazily. I suddenly felt a hand on my waist.
"Wassup ricky, we gotta be going now." I heard a voice, i turned to see one of Keith's friends, bryson.
"Oh hi bryson. What's good yo."
"First of all, stop, dont do that ever again. And secondly, why are you outside?"
"I wanted fruit that green, red and yellow one, thats a orangish yellow and its soooooo sweet, and i dont know where keith gets this amazing fruit and i wanted some."
He held up a bag of the fruit, i squealed as i snatched the bag. He snatched it back and ran.
"Hey!" I said as i ran after him, he ran as i ran faster.
He sped up as we were nearing the house. I see what he was doing. He jumped through the door as i tackled him. He laid there hurt as he groaned.
I maybe light, but when im mad i have the mass of a 200 pound football player.
"Found her!" He yelled as i heard keith come running down the stairs.
"Yn, my baby, are you hurt?" He asked as he gave me a bone crushing hug.
"Is she hurt? Nigga, i just got tackled. TACKLED by YO GIRL, over some MANGOES. And you asking if she hurt? nigga it seem like she hurt outside people less than her close friends. You really aint had nun to worry about frfr."
I hugged Keith torso hoping i wouldn't get in trouble for leaving the house.
Bryson limped out as i fake yawned.
"Ooh, im really tired, cuddles." I said as i jumped on him as i fell asleep.
"You still getting an ass whooping later. So take a little nap, bc when you wake up, its on."
I giggled as i cuddled onto him. He craddled me as i hugged him tighter, never wanting to let him go.
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