𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐞, A young adult from Harlem NYC, Goes through the struggles of taking care of and providing for her 15 year old little sister without any parents or family to help. While at her close friends party, she meets a 19 year old drill artist...
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𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐄'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕-
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Next day, January 10th
"Dez. Dez!" I heard my little sister shout. I woke up and rubbed my eyes. "what?" I yawned and sat up on my bed.
"are you good bro?" she asked confused. "what happen?" I asked. "Jade texted me and said you got to drunk last night and passed out" she said.
"then how the fuck did I get home?" I asked with puffy eyes as she shrugged. "what time is it?" I yawned. "3pm. you've been knocked out this entire time" she said.
I heard my phone vibrate and saw it next to me on my bed as Lulu walked out the room. I looked at it and it was a message from a unknown number. Who tf?
I clicked it.
???
yo r u ok?
Dez
who dis be??
???
its Notti. You passed out last night so Jade asked me to take you home and make sure u was ok.
Dez
oh shi
???
ye. you was drinkin ALOT last night. We ain't rlly notice so we couldn't stop you.
Dez
its aight. thanks fo droppin me off. u a real 1. Ion even realize I had so much
