DD OSAMA
harlem, new york ; the deli.
[ 5:55 p.m ]

"YO OCK YOU sell eggs round here?" dd asked as he looked scanned through the isles. he looked back to see the older man looking at him with a weird expression, "whatchu mean eggs?"

dd rolled his eyes. "like eggs you use to make shit nigga. you slow?"

the older man let out a "ohhh" before nodding, pointing his head to the fridge that was next to dd. "right next to you cuzzo."

dd turned his head to see that the fridge was actually next to him. he opens it seeing there was a pack of eggs so he picked them up, not even bothered to look at the price.

dd buys other things before ringing them up at the front. the older man looks at him weirdly as he does so, "fuck you buying eggs for? you can't cook for shit. along wit milk." he laughs as dd just mugs him. "it's not fo me dick."

the ock let out a sarcastic "mhm," as he scans the last item.

dd takes his phone out his pocket and wonders if he should call shayla or not. he didn't wanna seem obsessive with her but he kinda was.

he takes the bagged things, slapping an 50 dollar bill on the counter before making his way out of the deli and clicked on shayla's contact — facetiming her.

it ringed for about 4 beats before shayla's figure popped in the camera. "helloooo." she smiled at the boy, waving.

dd smiled softly at her. "hi mama whatchu doin right now?" dd watches shayla look sideways and he could tell she wasn't alone with the laughter he heard.

"you with somebody?" he asked even though he knew she was. "yeah my bestie." shayla affirmed while she looked at milani who kept laughing.

dd started twisting his curls as he walked into his house. "aight well call me later when you get home." shayla winced at the statement feeling really bad since she won't even be home tonight, "uhh i'm not gon be home until tomorrow. is it something important?"

dd instantly started shaking his head. "nah don't worry pretty, i'll just give it to u tomorrow."

shayla felt herself smile at the nickname but it dropped when milani started hitting her with a smug look on her face. "shut up." she pushed her away.

shayla looked back at the boy who. "but thank youuuu imma text you later cause this lil girl can't control herself." she mugs milani once again who was still laughing. "okay ma safety."

"safety."

dd watches shayla hang up causing him to let out a sigh. he liked the girl so much it almost made him cry. when dd had told her "stop flirting with me i fall fast," he wasn't lying because he falls for somebody extremely fast. you could give the boy the slightest attention he would be clinging onto you every moment of his life.

"my bebé! you home." dd's mom smiled as she heard him walking in and since he was the only kid out it would only make sense it was him coming home. her eyes amiddetly fell onto the bags he was holding.

she furrows her eyebrows because when he goes to the deli the plastic bag didn't look like it weighed more than a couple of snacks but she could tell it had more than that. she was itching to ask him what it was but she didn't want to seem nosy so she just continued
on with the food she was making.

but dd already said something before she could kill her curiosity. "mami do you need to put eggs in a fridge?"

dd's mom almost gets a whiplash when he had said that, almost breaking her neck. "don't tell me you took one of my eggs out the fridge boy." she points her spatula at him before turning to the fridge to check of the eggs which were thankfully sit on there.

she sighs, closing the fridge before looking back at her son. "but yes, yes you do david. what makes you think you don't? and why you askin that anyway, you can't cook for shit." she laughs — shaking her head.

dd sucks his teeth. "cause ma. i bought like a bunch of shit and don't even know where to put them." he admitted embarrassingly. his mom turned to look at him, "well you could just give 'em to me. i'm the one makin the food right, am i wrong?"

the lightskin boy wasn't hesitant to shake his head but in this case that didn't even matter since the food wasn't necessarily for his mom. "yeah but like.. it ain't for this house."

"david are you moving out?? you only 16 shit not even you turned that like 5 months ago!!" his mom starts to panic causing dd to shake his head frantically, surpassing a laugh from her small panic attack.

"nah ma i ain't i jus bought this for my friend. yeah friend." he nodded his head frantically the was confirming the fact that shayla was his friend.

him mom was taken aback and decides to sit down on the stool that was behind marbled counter. "no i'm confused. you givin that food to the homeless or what?" dd shakes his head. "no ma listen— i got a friend rii. ion know she had problems? ion know fr but i ain't gonna say much since like that ain't my position fr. but like she not home for me to give this shit for soo what do i do?"

as soon as dd blurted all that out his mom looks at him with a blank expression which could mean two things — she was gonna yell at him or she was gonna jump in happiness. and it turned out to be neither.

his mom's face broke into a big smile as she reaches her hand to squish his cheeks together. awww my baby finally getting a wife." she pouts. dd laughs before pulling her hands away, "aight not too much."

"and she got you sayin that shit? oh you got it bad david," she shakes her head as she smiles because never has she ever heard dd in his 16 years of living say 'not too much.' actually every single time she would say that she would make fun of him.

look how it is now.

dd's mom then lifts her head back up and looks at how dd was zoning out, probably thinking about the girl. "aww dd. you don't even let the girls you bring ova here to see me and you talkin about this beauty? to me! now i gotta meet her."

dd runs a hand over his face in thought. "i mean it really up to ha she got a job nd all."

"a job?? boy sit down and tell bout this girl."

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SHAYLA ALVEZ
harlem, new york ; milani's house.
[ 6:49 p.m ]
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"bye girl he wants you stop playing." milani literally screams as she reads over the shared texts of her bestfriend and dd. this was a big deal to milani more than it was to shayla because to milani shayla always acted nonchalant about litteraly everything.

but as of right now shayla was showing all of her white teeth as she sighed, pretending. "he's so nice lani."

milani sent her a smug look before jumping up and down on her bed. "bitch he so delulu over you. he called you baby like 7 times!" she continued on jumping on her bed while shayla just rolls her eyes.

"you counted?"

milani just waves her off. "no Shay do you not understand? that's deadass your husband likeee."

shayla shakes her head just to piss of milani. "shay he called you baby!!"

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F SPEAKS 💫

NOTE— the way that this was supposed to be way longer but yk bitches be bonkers 👩🏾‍🍳. anyways see yall later pookies 😇😇.