It Ain't Over

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Denia POV

(CAR)

Denia: So lemme get this straight here, your dad told you to steal these bags of money?

Roman: Yes, I know it sound crazy but, it's hella serious,  point is we gotta get the fuck back to California and it gotta be real soon

Denia: So what's gonna happen to our parents?

Mica: Right now de, we can't worry about that,  let's just get back home then we can figure this shit out

Roman: Mom's probably gone beat us home if she ain't already left by now

Mica: I doubt it, she probably need some more time with pops

Roman: True.....

Denia: *looking out window* Yall sure this a good idea?

Roman: I don't know....

Mica: *looking at highway* How far JFK from here?

Roman: Ehhhh, I don't know why?

Mica: Because we look lost as fuck, we've been driving around the same damn street for over an hour,  in a minute gas finna run low

Roman: Ehhh,*looking at gas meter* Fuck...

Denia: Oh cmon yall....wait

Mica: What?

Denia: Don't yall cousin zayvion have a spot out in Nyc?

Mica: Yeah, but his ass always busy

Roman: Nahh, what about auntie house?

Mica: OH HELL NAHHHH,  I AM NOT GOING TO AUNTIE HOUSE FORREAL

Roman: Nigga what other choice we have?

Mica: *rolling eyes*

Denia: Okay since yall wanna argue like kids, *pulling out phone* I'm finna call my uncle ant

Mica: Ant?

Denia: Yeah....he's on my mom.side, he live In Manhattan

Mica: Oh forreal?

Denia: Mhmm*calls uncle ant*

*Phone rings*

Cmon pick up........

*answers*

Uncle Ant: Hello?

Denia: Heyyy unc

Uncle ant: If it ain't my beautiful niece Denia,  how you doing sweetie?

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