#streams.

"yes, i booked a private chef for a single release. yeah i'm extra as hell and don't give a fuck." the sakura crowned artist exclaimed while taking viewers through the expansive home's base level. she'd offer a quick twirl and a wink to the lens, joining the chefs in the kitchen to see some of her favorites being made — cajun stir fry, some well made cheesesteaks, and 𝑙𝑜𝑚𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑙𝑡𝑎𝑑𝑜, a peruvian dish she tried and became obsessed with while in paris.

after dipping a hand into the sampler plate and taking one of the finger foods, the fridge is the next victim. "y'all, i mighta snatched this 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐬 wine from the restaurant we went to last night. . . we li—oh shit. nahhh, they don't sponsor me." she chuckled swiping the bottle away from view. they wouldn't get her 60k viewers without cuttin' a check.

"to bad bitches prospering," glasses clink and she downs more of her go go juice, the bubbles filling her with giggles and it didn't make it any better when 𝐅𝐓𝐂𝐔 played through the sonos speaker. ice is a crowd pleaser first and foremost and isn't the point of streaming being yourself just a little more entertaining. and maybe it's the liquid mood enhancer working its magic but she was tossin' the fuck out that thing.

"chat's sayin' play fmk! let's play let's play!" suni exclaimed as soon as the night's hostess sat down, flashing her the smaller screen which caused ice to bust into a fit of giggles. "what are these names y'all ???? i'm seein . . . ken carson—who? uh, playboi carti. and key glock. k, that's easy. damn, we ain't even gave y'all the house tour for real. okay, let's walk around while i think."

cue the girls waltzing through the home, chuckling while little whispers floated between them until echo spoke up.

"okay so we just looked at pics of all of them—i'd show but i ain't tryna go viral and people say i'm body shaming or some shit. but anyways, okay uhhh 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘 carti, 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑦 key, and who el—oh, sorry 𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐲."

while the trio traversed each floor of the house to show off each room, briefly stopping in ice's master suite ﹠ the game room, with suni calling out more names on the way. "mmkay, speed round—gervonta davis, ja morant, and damien padilla." as soon as she said the last name with a snicker echo cut her eyes at her, only able to laugh herself given she didn't wanna make a scene on the live.

"bitch you so—ummmm, anyway. chat, y'all messy as fuck. off rip i'ma say goodbye to tank. he's just not my type chat. ja, if you see this, fuck wit' me. i like em tall, dark, and handsome. for real." then the minx pushed pink strands behind her shoulders and then started singing off key. "𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑓𝑢𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒 ℎ𝑢𝑠𝑏𝑎𝑎𝑎𝑎𝑛𝑑, ok lemme stop." she doubled over laughing before finishing her now third glass, with bb egging her on and turning on the meghan trainor track for a second before the girls fell over laughing again.

"nah but for real. i'd say dame can fuck but that nigga might got something. so damn, double homicide. okay bonus round, drop some girls!!! cause i'm a girl's girl."

now bb wielded the phone, showing suni some of the names and giggling a bit. just when she was about to playfully scold them for going too slow, suni started spitting out names. "seven, dijonai carrington—that basketball player, aaaand soleil valemont."

"oh! my girlsssss, um this is hard. i'ma fuck seven cause i know she lay it down. . ." she couldn't even contain her laughter, covering her mouth and looking away from the camera. the thought of doing anything with one of her friends was almost unrealistically comical. "nai would be the perfect wife. and sol? ugh, she so fine. you get a 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠 we don't kill women around here."

as the stream neared its end, the girls made their way back to the kitchen and ice ran over to the open laptop, plugging her phone in to pull up the unreleased track 𝑔𝑦𝑎𝑡𝑡, dropping at midnight.

"y'all ... it's only thirty minutes til my song drop. i had so much fun making it! ain't nobody guessed the feature yet. since you guys tuned into my stream you get to hear it first. 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑒𝑟𝑠, 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑡" then her fourth and final glass tapped the camera with a dainty smile spread across her bubblegum glossed pout. the thump of the beat's bass came in and instinctively she started dancing, rapping along while dancing with bb to close it out.

"video at midnight!!! i'ma fuck with y'all tomorrow. bye chaaaaaat!"