Tell me why I ordered one of August's signed cd's and it's already shipped. Like okay customer service.
Y'all like true crime??
Look up the Junko Furuta case and the Kelly Anne Bates case. Very disturbing. Especially the first one.
Also, I started updating "We'll Be Fine." again. If you haven't checked it out go do that!!
Omniscient
These niggas hatin', give they ass the blues
Nigga wanna play blues the clues
Your ho wanna fuck and you didn't have a clue
I would hate to be you
You broke as fuck and your ho know it too
And you lame as a fool, your whole gang look lame too.
Anthony bopped his head as he drove down the street. Pulling up to his destination, he pulled his phone out.
"Hello?"
"Hurry up before I change my mind." He said into the phone before hanging it up.
Less than five minutes later, Maurice came walking outside.
"Alright. Let's go." Maurice rubbed his hands together as he got in the car.
"Slow ya' roll." Anthony chuckled. "Relax. We gotta make a stop before we get there."
"Brent gonna be pissed. His ass just had to be at work."
Anthony shook his head. "I'm just gonna talk to him forreal."
"Really?" Maurice rose an eyebrow.
"Yeah." He sighed. "Unless he decide he want an issue, then imma have to show him that these hands work."
Maurice chuckled. "Whatever you say." He got comfortable in his seat. "Where we going first?"
"Urielle place." Anthony responded as he pulled off from in front of the house.
"For what?" Maurice sucked his teeth.
"Need her to call him." Anthony shrugged. "We'll be in and out."
About 15 minutes later, they pulled up in front of Urielle's spot.
"You stay in the car." Maurice told Anthony. "I'll go talk to Urielle."
"Don't have to tell me twice." He shrugged his shoulders, slouching in the drivers seat. "Hurry up. I'm tired."
"Don't rush me, bitch." Maurice mumbled as he got out of the car.
Maurice quickly jogged up to the front door, knocking on it.
Urielle opened the door and instantly rolled her eyes.
"What?"
Maurice scrunched his face up. "Imma ignore that. Call the Darren Nigga."
"Why? I'm not talking to that man anymore." She crossed her arms.
"Yeah whatever. Call him and tell him you wanna meet up with him or something."
"For what?" She sighed out of annoyance. "He's already been blowing my phone up nonstop."
"Good. So this should be easy." Maurice responded. "Me and Ant just wanna talk to him." Maurice grinned.
"Fine." Urielle pulled out her phone, dialing his number.
Placing the phone to her ear, she leaned against the doorway waiting for Darren to answer.
"Hello?" She spoke as he answered. "Yeah. Mhm. I changed my mind. Yup. 30 minutes. The usual spot." She mumbled before hanging up.
