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𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐍'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕.
📍
𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐁.
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"Chill Destiny." I said as I pushed her ass off me.
"No why you goin thru my phone for?" She yelled slapping my head.
"Who's Keshawn?" I said looking at a contact name.
"TREVION GIVE ME MY PHONE!" She screamed. Damn she was serious.
Nah I wanna know who this Keshawn nigga is.
"Are you serious Trevion give it to me." She tried reaching for it again.
I gave it to her shrugging. She sighed and sat down on my bed.
"You good?" I turned to ask her and she nodded.
"You ain't good for real Destiny." I turned her head to look at me.
"He's just my ex leave it alone." She turned away.
I grabbed her neck but not too hard to make her look at me again.
"Then why the fuck you gettin so defensive when I take yo shit from you?" I laughed.
"Cuz, who the fuck are you to be taking my phone? You not my nigga you don't have those permissions." She rolled her eyes.
"Yeah ok Destiny." I side eyed her smirking at her.
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