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"Bitch you're boring as fuck." Amina frowned, standing over Niyah as she laid in her bed.
"And you're annoying." Nyiah mumbled, scrolling on tiktok.
"Why don't you wanna go? You never wanna go anywhereeeee." Amina whined, laying on top of her, making her laugh.
"Bitch because they be shooting up them damn block parties. I don't know if you feel the same, but I love my life and I'd prefer to keep it." Nyiah told her as she rolled off of her.
"No bitch. The fucking Don Pablo is throwing this one. Nobody would dare shoot his shit up, that man is crazy. He'd kill everybody that came just because." Amina said, and she frowned.
"Girl that did not make me want to go more than before, the hell?" She kept her eyebrows furrowed as Amina laughed.
Amina was her cousin on her mom's side. They didn't really grow up close, but once they got older, they became best friends.
The two of them were close in age, which made them an even closer duo, both of them having a lot in common, but also a lot not in common.
Amina was just like Tianna in a way, craving boy attention and sex in general, no matter the gender. She was 19, and had just dropped out of college, not interested in school anymore, same as Nyiah.
Nyiah didn't even attempt to go to college. She knew the day she graduated high school that school wasn't her thing. She hated waking up early, she hated homework, teachers, and having to do work everyday. She hated it all.
"Bitch nothing's going to happen is what I'm saying. Do you know who Pablo is? Of course you don't bitch you never come outside." Amina smacked her lips, unlocking her phone as Nyiah laughed.
"Look." Amina showed her an Instagram page, and Nyiah stared blankly as she scrolled through the pictures.
"Bitch he fine as fuck. Why you looking like that?" Amina frowned at her.
"What you want me to do? Lick the screen?" Nyiah laughed, giving her the phone back.
"So he not fine to you? Bitch why you lying?" Amina smacked her lips as Nyiah laughed again.
"He is very fine. I don't know him though, how do you?" Nyiah chuckled.
"Bitch this is Dave East. You know, the man with all the money. Like I'm talm bout bill gates type money. The man is fucking loaded." Amina told her.
"He sell drugs?" Nyiah asked, and Amina nodded.
"But I heard he's not as heavy in the streets as he used to be when he was younger. He does tattoos more. He owns 5 shops just in Atlanta alone." Amina showed her his tattoo page.
"When he was younger? How old is he?" Nyiah slightly furrowed her eyebrows.
"I don't know. 26 or 27. He has a kid and everything." Amina said, and Nyiah chuckled.
