hi guys. i started a new job and i need to put in a lot of time to take care of some things. sadly, i haven’t had much time for anything. i’m missing you guys and my sims something terrible. =( just wanted to let everyone know that i’m ok and i am going to finish kasim’s story. the next chapter is already written. i just need to find time to take the pics. please be patient with me and thanks to everyone that sent shout outs to check on me. <3
i’m focused, man
You are irrelevant if you don’t know the Mary J. shuffle….
Been hitting that since Real Love.
i love mary lol
reblogging because mary’s dancing kills me softly
Lmao stop with the gifs. Omg I love it.
chile boo, that shuffle is incomplete. where’s the spins? the spins are EVERYTHING.
thanks to everyone who sent messages to check on me. all is well on my end. also thanks to everyone who liked and reblogged my pics, even though i haven’t been around to like and reblog your pics for the past few days. love you guys. =D
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Devin: What are you doing here?
Kasim: What do you think I’m doing here? I’ve been trying to get in touch with you-
Devin: I know. I haven’t answered your calls because I don’t know what to do. How am I supposed to be with someone that’s involved with my sister?
Kasim: I’m not involved with her. I haven’t talked to her since that day in the mall. I keep trying to tell you it’s not like that with me and Dylan.
Devin: So you never called to give her my number?
Devin: Why not?
Kasim: Because talking to her is just going to cause problems with me and you. If you want her number, I’ll give it to you so you can call her yourself.
Devin: Well, you could have gave me her number that day in the car.
Kasim: Listen, will you forget all that? Come here.
He slid his hands around her waist and pulled her towards him.
Kasim: I didn’t come here to talk about that, ok?
Devin tried to keep a smile from creeping on her lips. She wanted to stay angry at him, but she couldn’t stop thinking about the night they’d spent together. Ignoring his calls had been hard, but she had maintained her resolve. However standing face to face with him, wrapped in his arms was something else.
When he licked his lips and pulled her even closer, she didn’t bother trying to resist. Her eyes fluttered shut and she parted her lips anticipating his kiss when they were interrupted by the sound of Imani’s voice.
Imani: Ooooooooh, Jamariiiii! You gonna get in troubleeee.
Sighing, Devin reluctantly extracted herself from his arms, and grabbed his hand so he’d follow her inside the apartment.
They were greeted to this…
Devin: What the hell is going on in here?! You two stood and watched him do this?!
Imani: No. I didn’t see what he was doing ‘til just now. I was watching tv.
JJ: I was doing my homework. I wasn’t paying attention to him.
Imani: JJ had his headphones on.
Devin: Why are you wearing headphones while you’re doing your homework?
JJ: Imani why don’t you shut up and mind your business?!
Imani: You shut up! You’re not suppose to do your homework with headphones.
Devin: Imani, that’s enough. What did I tell you about being a tattletale?
Amused that Imani was in trouble, JJ made a face and stuck his tongue out.
Imani: Mommy, JJ’s sticking his tongue out at me.
Devin: Didn’t I just tell you to stop tattling?
Imani sighed in frustration and Devin turned her attention back to Jamari.
Devin: Jamari, how many times have I told you to stay out of my paint? Look at all this mess you’ve made!
Devin: What are you crying for? You’re not the one that’s gonna have to clean it! Kasim, have a seat. I have to clean him up. I’ll be right back.
As an afterthought, Devin quickly made introductions.
Devin: This is my friend, Kasim-
JJ: Imani said he’s your boyfriend.
Devin narrowed her eyes at Imani and continued.
Devin: Like I said, this is my FRIEND, Kasim. Kasim, you already met, but this is Imani. This is Jayceon - we call him JJ. And this little terror…
She looked down at Jamari who was still crying.
Devin: … is Jamari. I’m going to bathe him and I’ll be right back.
Kasim sat on the couch and looked at Imani and JJ, who were both staring at him.
Kasim: What’s up? How y’all doing?
They both answered “Fine” in unison. JJ barely grunted his response and quickly buried his head back in his homework. Imani, climed on the coach to sit next to Kasim and engage him in a game of 20 questions.
Imani: You live around here?
Kasim: No. I live in Northcote.
Imani: Where’s that?
Kasim: Not far. It’s on the other side of town.
Imani: Oh. Did you come to take my mom on another date?
Kasim: Nah. I just stopped by to say hi.
Imani: Oh, cuz we didn’t eat dinner yet and we gotta go to school tomorrow. Ms. Trina can’t babysit us tonight.
Kasim wanted to laugh at Imani’s not-so-subtle way of letting him know that Devin couldn’t go out.
Kasim: No problem, shorty. I’m not taking your mom out. You’ll get your dinner.
Happy that Devin wasn’t leaving, Imani warmed up to Kasim and finished her line of questioning.
Imani: Why you wear your hair like that?
Kasim: Why do you wear your hair like that?
Imani: Cuz this is how my mommy did it?
Kasim: Well, this is how my barber does my hair. You don’t like my hair like this?
Imani: No, I like it. It’s nice. My dad wears his hair like that.
Kasim: He does, huh?
Imani: Yup. I saw it in the picture he sent us from jail. You wanna see it?
Kasim: Uhh… Not right now. I’m good.
Imani: Are you gonna cut your hair?
Kasim: I wasn’t planning on cutting it.
Imani: Why not?
Kasim: You gonna be a private investigator when you grow up?
The question went over Imani’s head and Kasim smiled at her innocent response.
Imani: No, I’m gonna be a veterinarian. JJ’s gonna be a fireman.
Kasim looked over at JJ who still had his head in his homework and was pretending not to listen.
Kasim: Yeah? My cousin’s a fireman.
JJ”s ears perked up at that, but he didn’t want to seem too interested in anything Kasim had to say. He slowly lifted his head and looked over at Kasim.
JJ: He drives the firetruck?
Kasim: No, he rides on the side of the truck. That’s way more fun that driving it.
JJ: He rides on the outside of the truck? Wow, that is so cool.
He smiled in spite of himself.
JJ: Did you ever get to ride on his truck?
Kasim: No, I never rode the truck, but I sat in it and looked around.
JJ: Would he let me get in the truck?
Kasim: Yeah, he’d let you get on the truck, but he’s not my friend right now.
JJ: How come?
'Because your aunt wanted the D,' Kasim thought and smiled to himself.
Kasim: It’s a long story. Grown up stuff, but I’m sure we’ll make up soon, and when we do I’ll take you to the firehouse so you can get on the truck.
JJ’s face lit up.
Imani: Can I go too?
Kasim: Of course you can.
Imani: Mommy! Is this gonna be our new daddy?
JJ: Oh my God, Imani! You are so embarrassing! Shut up!
Imani: You shut up!
The sound of Devin’s shoes slapping against the hardwood floors echoed through the house as she quickly made her way to the livingroom.
Devin: Imani, what did you say?!
Seeing the look on Devin’s face, Imani clammed up.
Devin: Oh you said something. What did you say?
Imani: Nothing… I just asked if he was gonna be our new daddy.
Devin glanced at Kasim. His face was hovering somewhere between shock and terror.
Devin: Kasim, I’m sorry. Please excuse her. Imani, I don’t believe you. You come here right now.
Devin reached for Imani’s hand and pulled her into the kitchen to chastise her privately.
Jamari, who’s clean up was interrupted by Imani’s shenanigans, was undressed, but still had traces of paint on his skin. He took a long swig of his bottle, threw it on the floor and then set his sights on Kasim.
Jamari: Hi, mista.
Taken aback by Jamari’s unusually deep voice, Kasim looked at him warily. Jamari stared back at Kasim with a mischievous grin.
Kasim: What’s up, shorty?
Before Kasim knew what happened, Jamari ran towards his leg, wrapped himself around it and started bucking back and forth wildly.
Jamari: Horsey ride!
Kasim: Aye! C’mon little man! You’re gonna get that paint all over me!
Kasim tried to get him off, but Jamari held tight and continued bucking on Kasim’s leg.
Jamari: GIDDY UP, MISTA!!! YEEEEEEE HAAAAAAW!!!
Kasim: What the …? Devin!
Devin was still talking to Imani, and stuck her head out the kitchen to see why Kasim called her.
Devin: Jamari!!! What are you doing?! Get off his leg!
Jamari: GIDDY UP MISTA!!!
Devin: Jamari, stop it! Oh my God! Kasim I am so sorry. Trina’s husband plays this game with him all the time, so he’s always jumping on people’s legs. Jamari, get down! Stop it!
While Devin and Kasim tried to get him loose, Jamari’s face contorted in anger. He tightened his grip, then slammed his face and clamped his teeth into Kasim’s leg.
Kasim pulled Jamari from his leg and lifted his pants to see if he was bleeding. There was no blood, but the imprint of Jamari’s tiny teeth was clearly visible in his skin. He looked angrily at Jamari and back at his leg as he tried to rub the pain away.
Kasim: Little muthafucker.
Devin’s head snapped in Kasim’s direction.
Devin: Excuse me?! I know you didn’t just call my baby a muthafucker!
Kasim continued rubbing his leg and glared at Devin.
Kasim: He bit the shit out of me! Look at what he did to my leg?
Devin: He’s a baby. He doesn’t know any better.
Kasim: I understand all that, but he bit me!
Devin: I think its best you leave.
Kasim: Are you serious?
Kasim couldn’t believe that Devin was actually angry at him. How the hell did she expect him to react to being bit?
He stare at her waiting to see if she would calm down and come to her senses. When he realized she wasn’t going to calm down, he pulled his pants leg down, stood and headed for the door.
Kasim: You want me to leave? No problem. I’ll let myself out.
it’s nice to see that there are some on my dash who actually care about what’s going on in ferguson. to the others…