Hello! Oh wait, did you think you'd be seeing some non-italized text? You're planning on getting rid of me? Haha, you can't.
If you couldn't tell, I wasn't joking. When we last talked [it was really just me talking and you looking at me with that Whatever-You-Say look in your eye], I decided it was time to properly introduce myself. Bambae doesn't know why that is necessary, but I have learnt the social skills they have tried to erase from my brain [can't be too aware of stalkers and catfishers, can you?].
First off, I hate all types of fish except nicely cooked fish that doesn't quite taste like fish and canned fish [cause, who doesn't like canned fish?]. The taste [or smell] of chicken makes me throw up so I don't eat chicken unless it doesn't taste like chicken. Secondly, I am dark-skinned [use whatever synonym you prefer]. I like to call the shade Die-For-Me Chocolate, but to each their own. I grew up in Africa, in a place I like to call, The Trigger, for a lack of a more bad ass address [yes, trying to pronounce my original address WILL kill you, I have tested it]. I have two brothers [as mentioned in the first chapter] and one father [who is amazing].
I am a doctor [don't want to brag, but I own my own hospital] and I have written a book that blew critics away and got me that #1 slapped on my cover page [I won't tell you the name of the book to protect my identity but here's the direct link if you want to buy it, it's just $25.99 <https://www.amazon.com/That-Girl-Got-Slapped-By-God-Bambi-Brown/dp/0834219012/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?qid=1883346969&s=books&sr=1-1&srs=17545702011.>]
I currently live in a place I'll take a cue from my ancestors and call White Man's land [Snow is freaking amazing]. My address is 1203 Walnut Lane.