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it's like 12:00AM & somebody was knocking on the door. I already knew it was probably foogi cause he had been calling me every since the thing with Layla went down.
I opened my door prepared for the worst and it was fazo.
" wassup " he smiled as he pat my shoulder and walked passed me sitting on the couch.
I closed the door confused on why he coming inside so full of joy like his girl ain't potentially dead.
" what you got goin ? " I stood against the door confused
" man you heard about what happened to Layla at the mall earlier ? " he asked as he sat back
I shook my head " nah Ian heard nun , what happened ? " I asked
" somebody shot her in the stomach at the mall , thought you had heard about it " he stood up
" nah , ian been to long got up "
he nodded as he walked closer to the door " ight , if you hear some bout that shit let me or foogi know " he said as I got out the way letting him back out. I feel like he know wassup , he just ain't have nun to prove it with.
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foogi pov
" is fazo back ? " Layla asked.
I shook my head " nah not yet , he ain't answering the phone for me or yazz either "
she huffed " he always doing dumb shit "
" he just looking out for you lay " I said
" I know , but ain't no sense in doing stuff that can get you locked up. I mean I'm not dead " she said
she was right , but when somebody do some to the person that you'd do anything for. You don't think about the consequences, you just do it.
