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𝐃𝐞'𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 |𝐃𝐞| 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐞| 𝐉𝐨| 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢|
Tapping my fingers on my steering wheel, I contemplated on if I really wanted to go through with todays plans. Today is the day I'm supposed to help Pac with his surprise but it's going to be weird, due to the tension between me and Sahara.
I was currently sitting outside of her house, biting my lip while thinking about reversing out of her driveway, and going right back to my safe space, which is my home.
Hearing my phone ding, I picked it up opening the message thread.
And y'all can talk about that shit that happened at the party so y'all can clear the air, while you driving . Read 1:36 p.m.
You righhhhttt . 😯 Read 1:36 p.m.
She say sum youn like, step on the brakes and make her head hit the dash . 💯🤷🏽♂️ Read 1:37 p.m.
You are so evil, I'm not doing that ! 😭😭 Read 1:37 p.m.
Just keep it as a thought in yo head . 😂😂 Read 1:37 p.m.
𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐇𝐚𝐇𝐚'𝐝 "𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 . 😂😂"
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Shaking my head at his antics, I worked up the courage and took his advice. Opening my car door, I grabbed my phone, my keys, and my gun. Tucking my gun into my pants, I walked up the shirt pathway that led to her front door.
Walking up the two little concrete steps, I pulled the screen door open and sent hard, rapid knocks to the door. Dropping my hand to my side, I waited, finally hearing feet against the floor approaching the door I stepped back a little.
