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𝐒𝐀𝐘𝐈𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄|𝐅𝐀𝐙𝐎
𝐋𝐀|| 𝟐:𝟑𝟒 𝐩𝐦
*2 months later*
Ima put stuff In bold when it's me talking or addressing sum
Des and I were laying down watching little man for the third time today. She had a stomachache so I been trying to stay home with her and coolit
I heard banging on the door and got up. I slid on some sweats and grabbed my gun
"WHO IS IT" I yelled
"Y'all niggas got peepholes for a reason" Mar yelled
I opened the door and let him in. He knew he wasn't supposed to be in the south
"Wassup?"I asked grabbing some ice
Des came downstairs. I guess she was looking for something cause she was in her purse
"Why the fuck you been cussing out my Lil sister," mar said putting his hand on his gun
"Get yo hand off your gun or ima blow your fucking head off," des said holding her gun to his head
"Little one go back to where you were "mar giggled
"Little one gon blow yo fucking head off if you don't take yo hand off that gun" des said still holding her gun to his head
He took his hand off his gun. Des looked at me for approval to remove her gun from his head. I nodded my head yes and drank my Koolaid
"Good job ma," I said kissing her forehead
She smirked and continued walking away
"Now you gotta remind me who your sister is," I said sitting at the table
"Ajanay you know who my Lil sister is stop playing" mar sat at the table placing his gun in the table
"She sent my son with hand soap to wash his ass," I said still drinking my Koolaid
"That doesn't mean yell at her, you ain't her daddy" mar put his hand on his gun again
We had cameras in the house only cause it was big as hell and des was scared of how big it was. (you can speak through them as well)
"TAKE YOUR HAND OFF YOUR GUN" des yelled talking out the camera
Mar shot the camera. I looked at the gun then looked at mine and looked at his again. his gun was tapping the table
*TAP*
*TAP*
*TAP*
*House phone started ringing*
