"ight, bitches wan' play and shit," koko mutters as she turns her phone and drops it on her bed, quickly standing up to get dressed. she threw on a pair of black and white sweatpants, a tight fitted short sleeved black shirt, and her black air forces.
koko quickly braided her hair down into two french braids and tied it in a low bun. she put on a scarf and a bonnet for extra protection before beginning to look for her vaseline. she rubbed it all over her arms, chest, and face before grabbing her phone and walking out of her room.
her heart was beating out of her chest, she was beyond pissed off. although she had that 'i really don't give a fuck' persona, she was still a sensitive girl. she would get mad or in her feelings about little shit. not that she ever gave a fuck. that's who she was and if you couldn't deal with it then get from round her, simple.
so when she heard and saw that a couple girls from her school was talking shit on her brother who was shot and almost died, she was instantly on hots.
she knew where the girls were located since she was texting them no longer than 10 minutes ago.
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