The Pressure

𝟏𝟖

𝙚𝙭𝙘𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨.

𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗢𝗿𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀, 𝗟𝗔 - 𝟲:𝟭𝟳𝗣𝗠.
𝗭𝘂𝗿𝗶.
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"BRUH WHAT THE FUCK! THESE NIGGAS EMBARRASSING ME TONIGHT!" I yelled.

"Sit yo ass down you keep blocking my view" Ghost pulled me by my hoodie forcing me to sit.

"Don't be pulling on me like that what's wrong witchu?" I frowned looking at him.

"You ain't gon do shit" He looked at me making me blush.

"Get out my face" I mushed his head.

"Y'all so cute" Shanice smiled.

"Thankyou" I smiled.

"We losing so bad tonight. I could cry" Nina pouted.

"That's cuz all the niggas onna team smoke too fucking much. These niggas outta breath & shit" Adele frowned.

"I knew I should've drunk before I came here" Nina shook her head.

"You ain't drink before? That's surprising" I looked at her.

"It's cuz you was at Ghost house you know these bitches don't be wanting to drink. I'm mad at you" She turned her head.

"Aww you should've said sum. I would've called you and we could've drunk on the phone" I laughed.

"No you couldn't. You was occupied" Ghost looked at me making me hit his arm.

"You got jokes" I rolled my eyes making him chuckle.

"What we doin after this y'all?" Shanice asked.

"We ain't doing shit but yelling at these niggas for the way they playing right now. It better not be no parties tonight either!" I yelled.

"You ain't gon do shit" He waved me off.

"You my biggest hater bruh" I spat.

"My niggas playing right so it won't be no yelling at them" Ghost spat.

"Duh. Our friends carrying the team just like every game" I yelled.

"Can you shut the fuck up?" I heard making me look back.

"Fuck you just say?" He turned around speaking before I could.

"Uh uh I got this" I stood up turning around.

"I'm sorry I'm too loud for you?" I pouted.

"Yes you been yelling the whole fucking game. Can't even enjoy it" She spat.

"Well bitch how bout you move. That's a suggestion" I said.

"I was here before you I'm not moving at all. Learn to shut the fuck up" She said.