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"Cruising down the street in my 6-4."
* NYLA HARRIS was watching a movie at her house, in her bedroom with her best friend, Lisa. She was into horror movies, so they were watching A Nightmare On Elm Street.
"Why do you insist on watching these scary ass movies?" Lisa asked. "What? You don't like it?" Nyla questioned. "No, bitch. Why the fuck would I like watching people get slashed to death?" Lisa queried, sarcastically. "You're lame." Nyla retorted.
RING!
Nyla reached over and picked up the phone off her nightstand, before placing it to her ear.
"Hello?" Nyla spoke into the phone.
"Yo, what up?" Cube spoke back.
"Oh, what's up, Cube?" Nyla asked, smiling.
"I was hoping you was home, but, uh, do you mind coming through? We about to record some shit and I wanted you here." Cube said.
"Oh, my god, yes. Of course I'm coming through. Do you mind if I bring Lisa, though?" Nyla inquired.
"Nah, she good. Y'all both come and pull up." Cube voiced.
"Bet, we'll be there soon. Bye." Nyla responded, before hanging up the phone.
"What's going on?" Lisa asked.
"Grab your car keys, bitch." Nyla replied.
*
NYLA HARRIS hopped out Lisa's car and closed the door back. She began making her way towards the front door, with Lisa following behind her.
KNOCK
KNOCK
Nyla banged on the front door and rang the doorbell twice. Lisa and Nyla stood there, shivering in the cold, as they waited patiently.
A few moments later, Cube walked up and opened the door, letting them walk inside. Cube closed and locked the door back, before pulling Nyla into a hug.
"What's up, girl?" Cube greeted, as he held onto her waist. "Hey, Cube." Nyla replied, before pulling away. "So, who's your friend?" Cube asked, looking at Lisa. "Oh, hi, I'm Lisa." Lisa introduced herself, reaching her hand out.
