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DANIELA CRUZ quickly hurried into the kitchen after hearing the sound of glass shattering. She saw Monet with a gun in her hand and Dru who had accidentally dropped a glass onto the floor. Daniela let out a sigh of relief, rubbing her head.
"Shit, boy! You damn near gave me a heart attack!" Monet said. "Sorry." Dru spoke, in a nonchalant tone. "You okay?" Monet asked. "I needed water for my antibiotics. Can you put your gun away? I don't want to get shot again." Dru retorted.
Diana walked into the room and saw Dru kneeling down to clean up the glass on the floor.
"Dru, you okay?" Diana asked. "I wish people would stop asking me that." Dru stated. "The doctor said you got to change those bandages every few hours. You need my help?" Monet inquired. "Daniela and Diana will help me." Dru replied.
Daniela and Diana glanced at each other, before letting out a deep sigh.
"Fine." Monet scoffed, clearly upset.
"Monet, you good? Cause I don't know, you seem kind of—" Daniela spoke.
"I'm fine. Just help Dru clean up that mess." Monet interrupted and spatted, before walking out the kitchen.
"Look, it's not entirely her fault you got shot." Diana told Dru, as she helped Dru out. "Yeah. She feels bad, Dru." Daniela added, as she grabbed the broom and swept up the glass pieces. "Not as bad as I do." Dru stated, making her pierce her lips.
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DANIELA CRUZ was now in her dorm room up at Stansfield, as she applied lipgloss onto her lips. She was getting ready for class as always. She heard her phone vibrate in her pocket, prompting her to pull it out and look at the screen.
From: Cane Hey. Can we talk?
Daniela sighed deeply, as she rolled her eyes and placed her phone back into her pocket.
KNOCK
KNOCK
Daniela grabbed her backpack and walked over to the door, before opening it.
"Tariq!" Daniela shouted, as she pulled him into her dorm room. "What's up?" Tariq said, smirking as he watched her close the door. "I missed you." Daniela said, as she pecked his lips. "Same here." Tariq replied, slightly smirking.
"Come on. We need to go, before we're late to class again." Daniela said, as he trailed soft kisses down her neck.
"I won't be long." Tariq promised, as he lifted her up off the floor.
