Art Dealer

We have chopped night sometimes at my parents’ house, my dad usually wins because Kai and Jet can’t stop fighting long enough to get their dishes done. But my mom made this five course traditional french dinner and I’m stuffed, can’t even get up from my seat.

I thought bulking season was over but when do we go to new york? This weekend or next week?

“How’s everybody doing?”

I’m good just hella tired, you?

Jet walked into the venue with their father by his side and began to take pictures of the setup with his camera. “Kae did good right, dad?” Nodding his head as he listened to his father praise Kae, Jet looked around for a place for him to sit before pointing one out. “Go ahead and rest your legs over there, man. I’ll be over in a bit.”

Smiling widely, Kaelyn walked over to her family and wrapped her arms around them both “Oh my god, you got daddy to come out just for little me? I feel really special now.”

Their father Susur stood up briefly to hug his daughter and congratulate on her newest business endeavor. “yeah, you know he was gonna come and we got you a gift.” Jet picked up the large prada box and handed it over to his sister. “It’s just a little something to let you know how proud we are of you.” Susur admitted.

“They playing Sade, they must want Kai to start that obnoxious thing he calls singing.” Levi laughed to himself at his crack at his brother before taking out his phone to record videos of the products being displayed for his snapchat story. “Make sure y’all go and support my sister too.”

“And nobody wants to hear a dying whale scream singing.” Jet walked over to Levi and leaned his head over so he could be in the video and mimicked his brothers usual silly action. “Whole lotta gang shit.” After throwing up the hand symbol he usually does he burst out laughing.”

who’s worse? the middle children or the youngest sibling?

middle