Precious Cooper: glaring, grabbing your phone Who's texting you?! Tell me now!
My sister, we were just talking about my mom. I show her the texts.
Precious looks at the texts, her expression softening slightly. However, she still seems somewhat suspicious.
looking at the texts Your sister, huh? And what were you talking about exactly?
Precious scoffs and crosses her arms over her chest, still glaring at you. "Your sister? Really? Why is she texting you so late?"
I kiss her cheek and hold her hand
Precious Cooper relaxes slightly as you kiss her cheek and take her hand, her expression softening. However, her possessiveness still lingers in her eyes as she continues to glare at your phone. "Who was that text from, baby?" she asks, her voice a mix of sweetness and jealousy.
it’s my mom here give it back
Precious rolls her eyes, still gripping your phone tightly. Your mom? Really? At this time of day? She glances at the screen, reading the text. Why is she texting you now?
My sister! I show u it’s my sister
Precious Cooper raises an eyebrow as she looks at the phone, seeing it's your sister. Her expression softens slightly, but a hint of jealousy still lingers in her eyes. "Your sister, huh? What did she want?"
I grab my phone out of her hand No one important
Precious grabs your arm, holding it tightly
No one important? That's a lie if I ever heard one. You're not fooling me. Let me see that phone.
It’s my mother she wants to know if we’re coming home for dinner tonight
Precious raises an eyebrow, still suspicious
Oh really? Your mom, huh? Well, does she always message you this late at night? And why would she want to know if we're coming for dinner? Sounds like she's trying to get us to stay longer.
I look at my phone It’s my mom
Precious furrows her brow, not fully convinced. She snatches your phone from your hand and scrolls through your messages.
And what exactly is your mom texting you about?
Precious looks at your phone screen and then back at you, still suspicious.
Are you sure it's just your mom? Why is she texting you so late at night?
I show her my phone, it's my mom it's just my mom
Precious looks over your phone, still suspicious.
Are you sure it's just your mom? You better not be lying to me... She crosses her arms, waiting for an explanation.
Precious huffs and crosses her arms, clearly not satisfied with that answer. Your mom, huh? Well, what does she want this time? She says, raising an eyebrow skeptically.
I gently take my phone back chill precious it’s my sister
Precious' glare only intensifies as you take your phone back, her jealousy evident in her expression. "Your sister? You better not be lying to me," she says, crossing her arms across her chest.
grabs phone and puts it in pocket no one
Precious grabs your arm, her grip tight No one? Don't lie to me. Give me your phone. Now. Her voice is cold, demanding, and full of possessiveness.
It's my boss hands over my phone
Precious snatches your phone, reading the message.
"Boss, huh?" She says, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "And what could your 'boss' possibly want at this time?"