AND I SAY ‘AY, - AY, WHAT WONDERFUL KIND OF DAY.
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AND I SAY ‘AY, - AY, WHAT WONDERFUL KIND OF DAY.
I’m so flippin’ tired...but WHAT’S CRACKIN’ LACKIN.
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She shook her before holding up her Fiji bottle "I'm well hydrated, boo. Enjoy yo' drink." AYLA smiled softly, "I'm here for thooooose." She eyed the bucket full of deep fried goodies in anticipation.
"They forgive you." AYLA smiled brightly with tilt of her head, lifting her bottle to take another sip of her ice cold water - allowing to sift down her throat as she shook her head. "Nah, I already got Nola to buy me all the snacks I need to watch this movie that I've watched 5 million times."
I’m scared to try one, ‘cause like…I just don’t understand the concept. But I also am not tryna have my stomach hurting like shit over it. And you actually said water, so am I throwin’ the Snapple in too for kicks or what?
Just try it, pussy! You’ll just shit out, no worries. Yeah add it for kicks, please and thanks. Get yourself one too, why dontcha.
First, I have questions. Such as…what is this fried pickle deal? Like, who decided that cutting up some pickles, putting batter on it and frying them was an edible thing to do? Is this really what Americans do, like shit. But anyway! The rest of your shit is comin’ up!
Girl, I don't know. I don't ask questions, I just eat. You ask questions and then you find out the truth, and then the truth hurts and then you never eat again...! But, great. Did I add a Snapple??
“BLACK PEOPLE and this Brown Sugar movie, I swear… you niggas are worse than Debra Lee.” Sky joked once she stepped outside to the rooftop venue, looking around for where the concessions were located and quickly walking over to pick the snacks she would indulge in during the movie.
"My ancestors are super offended!" AYLA turns her head before a small smile etches on her lips, sipping from the straw within her water bottle. "Whatchu gon' munch on?"
"Oooooh, can we?!" AYLA nodded in agreement before leaning against the concession stand, eyeing the menu. “That’s all you want?”
DAMN, would you like some food, Ayla? Yours will be on me ‘cause you bought me that drink that one time.
Oh my god. Thank you so much for thinkin' about me! Okay, I really would like the deep fried pickles, the white cheddar popcorn, some Skittles. Hm, and a water. Please and thanks, Nola baby.
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“Okay, I’m actually exhausted but ima push through for this movie. Does this theatre have a bar? Asking for a me.”
"Errr, I think they sell alcoholic beverages at the concession? Plus, deep fried pickles...I wish I didn’t want them as bad as I do.”
I already know that if I get only a few snacks through this shit, it ain’t gon’ cut it. So I need a second pair of arms to carry all my food — serious inquiries only!
if i’m helping to carry, i get to help eat it too, ms. nola. but, that may be a stretch, the way i just may fall asleep during this flick. it was never the sanaa film for me. what are we getting though?
[POPS IN.] Food?
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AYLA furrowed her eyebrows in surprise even though she knew they had left off on a sour note, she wouldn’t have been anywhere else. A wave of sadness washed over her before switching into agitation as she met ZAIRE’s orbs, recognizing the darkness. “Word?” She tilted her head before she released the water bottle from her grasp, allowing the bottle to spill the contents to onto the hospital bed mattress, knowing the wetness will be uncomfortable for him until the nurse comes to change his sheets. “Oops, my bad.” She simply murmured as AYLA pushed back on the chair legs to excuse her presence from his bedside, immediately walking to the opposite side of the room to shield her flustered features from his view as she gathered her belongings hastily, mentally cursing herself for herself for her current pettiness but she couldn’t help it - she felt stupid for being there after his reaction. “They’ve already been messaged, and they are on their way.” She mumbled lowly as she swung the door open, accidentally bumping into the huge shoulder of his bodyguard on her way out. “I’m not leaving, just getting fresh air. I’ll be back for in a bit”. She threw him a small smile before leaving.