Dymond p.o.v
In the library with Deon
Deon: man the whole just talking and talking
Me: mhm
He was too busy texting in the boys group chat
Me: shit ny won't even tell the whole story
Deon: why
Me: he don't want his friends hurt
Deon: is that boy slow or something
Me: probably
Glizzy walked up to us
Deon: what do you want
Glizzy: I need to talk to you
He turned to Deon
Deon: for what my nigga
Glizzy: some business my nigga
Me: just scream my name D if he try some shit
I walked away from them but was still trying to listen to them
End p.o.v
Deon p.o.v
Trick up my sleeve
Me: soo what is it
Glizzy: I'll pay you some money if you don't snitch
Me: snitch about what
Glizzy; ya know me and nyron
Me; I'm good
I laughed at him
Me: they already on yo head my nigga
Glizzy face dropped
Glizzy: shit now I gotta-
Dymond: gotta do what
Glizzy; just know y'all can't stop my ass or my crews
Dymond; oh really
Glizzy; that's on mama
Me: you know you dumb right..we got you on tape
We run away from him..he kept screaming ay delete that shit
Now imma send it to Nahmir and them
End p.o.v
