Chapter 2

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"A drunk nigga"

His ears must be burning because I get a text from him.

His ears must be burning because I get a text from him

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I chuckle as we pull into the parking lot

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I chuckle as we pull into the parking lot. This dude something else.
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10:03 PM

"I win bitches!", Yedda yells throwing down her last uno card.

"Man y'all hoes don't know how to play Uno bruh", Leilani grunts throwing her cards on the table. Briya passes the blunt to me & I take a long hit.

Nights like these are my favorite. Maybe we all have jobs that we hate & we barely pay our rent on time. But this makes it all worth it.

My phone rings. It's drunk Nick.
 
"What nigga?", I answer before taking a sip of my Henny.

"Well hey to you too. Whatchu doing? I'm bored" I hear deep voices in the background.

Briya looks at me and raises an eyebrow. "I'm bout to shoot dice with my girls, I'll call ya later", I say hanging up.

"Was that drunk guy?", She asks. I nod.

"Aw why'd you hang up on him?", Leilani asks.

"He ain't talking bout shit", I shrug. Yedda laughs.

"Call him back, ouu and put him on speaker", Briya suggests.

"Fuck no. He's gone think I like his ass"

"Stop scaring all these niggas away", Leilani says.

"I don't even know him, y'all sound bogus asf right now"

Briya snatches my phone and tosses it to Lani.

Lani laughs and runs to the living room.

"Aye chill, you guys know that phones expensive", I chase after them. Now they playing hot potato with my shit. Imma beat they ass.

Briya tackles me onto the couch and sits ontop of me. I let out a deep sigh catching my breath.

"Yedda! Help me bitch"

I look over at the bar and this bitch slumped. She ain't never no damn help.

Lani puts in the passcode and starts typing hella fast.

"He asked for your Instagram & smapchat", she says grinning.

"No bitch", I squirm trying to get up.

"Too late", Briya lets go of me and high fives Lani. They get on my nerves bruh.

*ybnnahmir followed you*
*ybnnahmir added you*

Who tf is that?
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