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Egypt POV
"Ugh hurry upppp." Amethyst groaned.
"Bitch I'm coming." I slid on some leggings.
"Soo Key?" She smirked.
"What about him?" I looked at her slipping on a graphic tee.
"What Dee be saying? PEEPED!" She yelled.
"Ain't shit to peep, Dee ass extra." I waved her off.
She know damn well it's DTN.
"You could be getting sum right now." She clapped her hands.
This girl know I'm damaged.
"Get out." I laughed.
I picked up my apple watch putting it on. I sprayed some perfume letting my long braids down. I grabbed my white slip on vans and put them on.
"Rushing me gon bring yo ass." I hit her though.
She sprung up and walked out the door, I grabbed my purse and followed. We walked out the front door and I made sure to lock it.
"Where this nigga stay?" I asked starting the car.
"You've been there." She pulled the mirror down.
"Hoe you wanna come drive, Ion keep tabs on his house." I started driving in I hope right direction.
"Engle." She told me making me nod.
"Soo what's been going on?" I hated riding in silence even if there was music.
"'Not shit, not shittt." She sung.
I laughed and turned the corner picking up my phone.
"You like Key?" She looked at me.
"You in my business?" I looked right back at and her mouth hung open.
"Bit-" She laughed.
"He alright, aggravating and rude as hell." I shrugged.
"He hasn't always been like that." She played with her lash.
"How long you known him?" I asked.
"Before he locked up a like 6 months, it's crazy he really didn't deserve to go to jail. I guess the pen changed him." He shrugged.
"Niggas get popped everyday B." I covered my mouth.
That was wrong.
"Going straight to hell." She shook her head.
"Oh I know where I'm at now." I nodded.
I pulled up to his house cutting the car off. I grabbed my things and we walked up to the front door.
"OPEN DA FUCK UP!" She banged on the door.
"Is this the feds?!" I heard Dee yelled.
"Just these slow muthafuckas." Key opened the door.
"Lock and key!" Amethyst walked in.
I shook my head and waved at him walking in. I really don't fuck with him, but it's his house so I gotta speak.
I walked into the living room and sat down next to Paris.
"Hey sissy." I cooed.
"Hey girl where was you at?" She hugged me.
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