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PRINCESS JENKINS Dallas Texas 8:15 pm
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Nigga, the fuck I look like bailing yo ass outta jail. I'm not no damn rebound I still don't fuck witchu." I said into the phone.
Nigga really had the audacity to fucking call me talm bout come bail him outta jail.
Must have the wrong bitch. Tuh.
"Stop playing mane, my girl not answering ha phone so you the only option I got left" he said sighing.
"AND tf you expect me to do Pooter? You got your self in this mess you can get yourself out of the shit. Now hop off my phone." I hung up before he could say anything.
What tf I look like to him? But something told me to get him out of there. But as much as I wanted to my mind is telling me not to go get him.
Fuck it.
I picked up my phone and dialed back the number he called from and waited for it to ring out.
It rang about three times before he answered.
"See I knew you ass would call back." He said. I could feel him smirking through the phone.
"Fuck You bitch ass nigga. I should fuck around and not even come get yo ass." I mugged him through the phone.
He chuckled. "aight chill I'm just playing shawt." I sighed.
