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Tyla was all over your fyp again. Jus as much as last time. Watching "Pop Like This" over and over again was tempting. But yo boyfriend Kendall ain't play that shit. You learned that from Tyla's last trend "Water". He'd snatched yo phone up so fast... Yet you was willing to take the risk again cause annoying Kendall was fun for no reason.
You set up your phone on the counter while he was in the bathroom. "That's more than enough time" you thought. You made it through the first part of the dance fine. But once you turned around, he picked you up and put you over his shoulder.
"Yo ass jus don't fuckin learn..." he sat you on the counter and stood between your legs
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