When a storm blows, you must stand firm. For it is not trying to knock you down; it is really trying to teach you to be strong.
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Solána Imani Rowe / Lil Bit Miami, Florida 10:23 P.M.
Sariyah what are we going to do?
"One, relax. We got rid of all the evidence and there's no fingerprints either. We good. Two, they probably going to use the split personality disorder to get you out. You'll be fine" Sariyah replied.
Folks in jail or crazy.. I'm lowkey nervous
"If you get overwhelmed let me take over" Sariyah smirked.
Gotcha.
I looked out the window as we drove to the jail.
They got me out and helped me get settled.
The cops were way nicer than what I've seen on social media.
Not that I'm complaining or anything.
I got put in a cell with this other stud.
She was very buff and had a scar going across her face.
"She kinda sexy-"
SARIYAH! We aren't cheating on Kian
She mugged me.
"I'm just saying she fine" She pouted.
"What's yo name?" The girl asked.
"Does that matter?" I mumbled.
"Huh?" She raised a brow.
"Does that matter?" I replied.
She chuckled before licking her lips.
"I like em feisty" She smirked.
Oh-
"I'm not available" I replied.
"If I wan you, imma have you. You new so I don't expect you to know me but I'm the big dawg around here. Folks listen to what I tell 'em to do" She replied.
I tilted my head.
"I'm not folks so" I shrugged.
"For real ma, what's your name?" She stared at me.
