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Well guys, it was fun while it lasted. I'm still mad I ain't get to fuck somebody's bitch, but all y'all were playing. Anyways, IM for my wechat and shit. 

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Oh honey, rule number one to be a boss ass bitch is leave no evidence. Number two is if you falling asleep, abort mission. It’s 2018 ,sisters, we acrobats out here. Stop with the laziness!

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:: Somebody link me to that tape ASAP no Mob.

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Half the people leaving don’t even really be here to begin with and I forgot they were here? But, what do I know? I’m just the bitch who makes the biscuits.

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What’s y’all middle names? Asking for a friend :)

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“Aw, just for that, I’ll get Auntie Bey and Uncle Jay to give you a personal invite to the mansion. Only the best for my girl.” Israel grins, tilting her head to the side. “Rayne, you think you’re slick. You know I’m a Christian. I ain’t about to be fucking that man relentlessly on the Lord’s Day. You’re really tryna play me and I don’t appreciate that. Don’t make me take that invite to the Carter residence back.”

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“Oh, I wouldn’t have moved in the first place, trust. So, who would’ve been sitting on whose lap?” She chuckles, kissing her teeth playfully at the male’s comment. “We just met and you already regret sitting next to me? Wow, I’m hurt.” She exaggerates with a smile. “Damn, just when I thought I was being original. But surprisingly no one has ever called me that, so I’ll take it. I just have that intuition, though. You my sir, know how to dress. I know a pink fur type when I see one.”

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“Now, what if I said I ain’t mess with the window seat either? We would’ve had a problem.” Israel jokes before getting up and quickly switching seats with the male. “Nice to meet you, Cameron. I’m Israel. I gotta give you a corny nickname, though. That’s the repercussion of choosing to sit next to me.” She laughs as she looks him up and down for a moment. “Eh, you’re giving me Cam’ron vibes, so I’ma go with that. Hopefully you have a pink fur and flip phone in your suitcase.”

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“Why always gotta be sarcastic?! I was actually being very serious for your information, thank you very much.” Israel chuckles lightly before taking her seat behind the female. “You always think I’m doing something; that’s your problem. It’s called innocent until proven guilty. But, I was staring at some titties when I was there age, too, so I don’t even blame them.”

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“No, girl. The Queen and I are blood related. I heard through the grapevine that she’s like my 7th cousin or something, but hey, I’m claiming it and ain’t no one gonna tell me differently.” She says before placing a hand on her chest with a pout. “Wow, you’re really tryna treat me like 9-5 hoe; I can’t believe this. That’s not going down, sister. If I don’t see my mans one day out of the weekend, no deal.”

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“While that might be true, I realized that I can’t do shit some of the shit I used to do. I sound like somebody’s grandma, but my endurance ain’t shit, sis. They used to call me the energizer bunny, but I think I might’ve slightly lost my touch.” Israel jokes with a wink, hoping that Hunter got what she was alluding to. “Girl, please. Get out. That extra meat looks good on you and hits you in all the right places. As you can see, mine only goes to one place.”

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Ezra stands up on the bus to make an announcement. “I’ve been informed that we are not going to Disney World. I am hurt and appalled about this news. If you are as hurt as me, we getting a petition circulating.”

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Acting as surprised and hurt by the news as Ezra was, Israel stands up on her seat and shakes her head while holding her chest. “Yes, let’s fight for the right for adults to go to Disney World without be judged and looked at weird. Be the change you want to see in the world... Thank you.”

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“I am the last one to try and argue that. I couldn’t put mine away even if I wanted to; they be ready and alert 25/8.” She laughed. “We’re about to be on this bus for like 3 hours, girl. If you don’t take that blanket out and get comfortable, I will.”

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“Why is Jay Z your uncle?” Rayne chuckled lowly at the female’s statement, lifting her blind fold. “And don’t you mean our daddy?”

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“Because Beyonce’s my auntie, duh. We’re only related through marriage, but still. Those are nightmares that I’m not tryna have.” She shudders playfully at the thought. “We’re gonna have to figure some type of custody arrangement, sis. Because fighting over a man, no matter how fine, is a no-no. You got him 3 days out of the week and I have him 4?”

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Brianna took her extra sweater and draped it over her legs. “I should’ve wore sweats. I’m out here try to be cute and it’s kinda nippy on this bus. They said these seats have temperature control right?”

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“You’re telling that to the person who left her damn sweater in her suitcase. My nipples are about two seconds away from playing peek-a-boo and I don’t have the energy to try and hide them.”

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“If you close your eyes and hear Chadwick speaking, he sounds like Jay Z. You’re welcome.” Rayne placed her blindfold on and settled down in her chair.

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“So, now I’m forced to think about my uncle while I’m fantasizing about my daddy. Thanks a lot.” Israel shakes her jokingly, overhearing Rayne’s statement.

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Hearing the familiar voice, Israel looks up from her phone after a moment of typing on it and finishing the text message she was sending. “You’re really out here wasting money before we even get on the trip? Wow, you’re worst than me, sister.” She laughs lightly. “But, I just bought lil’ shit. Some chips, candy, drinks, stuff like that. I’m really supposed to be on a diet right now, though. So, keep this between me and you.”