{Bashar}
~TreVon's House~
||5:35 P.M||
-Monday-
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Is she really tryna bride me? A laugh slipped out.
I reached in my pocket only letting a stack of money out enough for her to see it.
"Well damn"
"Yeah...I don't want to titty money"
"Fuck you to den"
"Nawl I'm good"
"Bruh yo voice deep as fuck"
"I get that a lot"
"It's like, you got dis controllable voice-
The lights went out cutting ha off.
"Oh shit we fucked up"
"Huh- it's still day time-
"A fuse probably blown. Go check it out, here you need a flash light?" She went to her desk grabbing a pink flashlight.
"Yeen got a blue one or this just-
"Go check it out and stop being picky bruh"
We made our way to the basement stairs. Who still got a basement? I turned the light switch hearing ha smack ha lips.
"Yo the lights went out why the fuck the lights gone work- bruh you stupid as fuck"
I stepped back outta ha direction.
"You wanna go first?"
"Smart as fuck keep going"
We headed downstairs looking for the fuse box. "You know where the fuse box at?"
"Do it look like I know where it is?"
"I mean you live here-
"There it is" she pointed from behind me.
"Ight hold the flashlight just like that"
~~~
"Can you hurry up please? I'm getting cold, and disgusted"
"Shii I was disgusted when I first laid eyes on you so stop complaining"
She punched my arm.
"Yo I'm just playing" I said laughing.
"You play to fucking much.
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A few minutes later we headed back upstairs.
