ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴇɪɢʜᴛ - ʀɴғʟ
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𝗧𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘁𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗺𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗱𝗶𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗴
𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗜'𝗺 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱
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𝖣𝖺𝗒𝗏𝗈𝗇 𝖡𝖾𝗇𝗇𝖾𝗍𝗍
Later that night
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"Asian foe fuck out ma face gang" Von mugs the woman "u pushin' 30 acting like'a child on bro"
Sucking her teeth "u got time fo' all dese otha bitches but not yo child?" she argues.
"What otha bitches?" He ask with an frown plastered on his face.
"The streets been talking von- den stop listening den fuck u want me ta do?" he cut her off.
"Ian een came hea ta argue witchu, I came fa true, I done seen ha na why yeen let a nigga leave?" he ask.
"Cause u be cheating, u always cheating, u should be a cheat" she replied.
With an mug on his face he said, "cheat? I gotta be witchu ta cheat"
"We together" she told him.
"Yeah, u tripping fasho, watch out foe" he told her moving her out his way.
"I swea dayvon if u leave yeen gon eva see true again" she told him with an frown.
"u delusional misharron" he simply said leaving the home.
With the mug not leaving his face entering his car.
Thinking bout why the fuck she busy worrying bout who he be sticking his dick in when heen worried bout ha.
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𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 {𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒗𝒐𝒏}
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